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Lion Skin

Summary:

While gathering supplies together Senku ends up feeling a little cold, so Tsukasa hands him his lion skin cloak.
Senku ends up noticing a couple things and panics...

 

Flufftober 2025 Alt: “I’m cold” – “Here, have my jacket”

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"Alright, that should be enough." Senku stated as he dropped the last recourses into the basket on his companion's back as they gathered some last supplies before their journey to America.

"Hm. That's good since it's getting late. Mirai and the others are probably waiting." Tsukasa hummed as he straighted back to his full height, having squated down a little to give Senku an easier time reaching the basket.

Not that Senku needed it, but he was weirdly considerate about tiny things like that.

"Yeah, yeah, sorry for dragging you all the way with me and away from your sister, Strongest Primate. I'd have taken either the lioness or the big oaf with me but they both got their hands full." Senku grunted, digging in his ear with his pinky.

It was true after all.

Kohaku has splitting all her time between training both the warriors coming with them to America and those staying back in the Kingdom of Science, just in case.

Taiju was for the moment still tending to the crops and while this was something many could do, thanks to his endless stamina and positivity he managed to motivate everyone else to work harder which was for now needed even more since they'd take a large part of the workforce with them too, so they needed to get as much as possible done.

And so he ended up asking Tsukasa to play the role of packmule with Tsukasa casually agreeing.

And so here they were.

"Come on, you were right about it getting late." he said and without waiting for a reply started walking again, trusting the other to follow.

He frowned the wind picked up and he was unble to surpress the shudder.

Damn it. While it was still pretty warm during the day, it got surprisingly cold at evening.

And Senku had never done well with cold temperatures.

"Are you okay?" Tsukasa asked, because of course he had to right away notice Senku's discomfort.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little cold is all so let's just get our asses home and-" Senku didn't bother denying it, knowing it would just be a waste of time, when he suddenly felt something being wrapped around his body.

"Wha-?" he turned around and nearly face-planted right into Tsukasa's bare chest.

"Here. Take this." Tsukasa told him and looking up more Senku saw that not only his chest was bare, but so were his shoulders.

Tsukasa had given him his lion pelt cloak.

"What the hell? Just cause I'm a little cold doesn't mean you have to strip half-naked and hand me this thing. In fact, you're ten billion percent more likely to catch a cold yourself." Senku told him.

"No, I'm sure I'll be fine. If I didn't get sick after you literally froze me, then I'm sure I can handle the trip back him like this." Tsukasa calmly argued.

"Yeah, but when you were frozen we also petrified you, pretrification heals injuries and probably illnesses too, and so to your body you were probably frozen for only a few seconds before breaking out." Senku pointed out, this time getting a thoughtful hum as the other seemed to think it over.

"I guess that would explain why I didn't even have a runy nose back then. Ah, no matter. I'm still sure I'll be fine now." Tsukasa smiled and Senku groaned.

"And here I thought you were at least sorta smart..." he sighed.

"I never claimed to be. Besides," Tsukasa surprised Senku by gently grabbing him by the chin, "If one of us were to get sick, I'd much rather it be me than you."

As he let go and started walking ahead Senku stood frozen for a moment, trying to process what just happened.

After all, Tsukasa being chivalrous was nothing new, but grabbing his face like that definately was.

His heart had actually sped up too but that was probably due to the surprise.

Deciding it probably didn't matter he quickly chased after the other man.

Feeling another breeze he shuddered and pulled the cloak around himself tighter on instinct.

It really was surprisingly warm.

No wonder Tsukasa rarely felt the need to wear an actual shirt as long as he had this thing on.

As another breeze blew he winced, burrying his face in the fur.

It smelled a little musky, but not bad. It actually smelled kinda nice.

It smelled just like Tsukasa.

Wait a second.

Oh no no no! This was a train of through he was not boarding!

He needed to get out of this cloak.

"Yo Tsukasa, dude, take this thing back already." he ordered, taking th cloak off and tossing it over the other's head without giving him time to argue against it again.

It was actually kinda funny to see the mighty Tsukasa flail for two seconds when he was suddenly blinded before yanking it off his head and- oh.

Of course he ended up doing so in a grand sweep, showing off all his muscles as he did so and Senku was pretty sure his face resembled a tomato and he hated it.

He'd literally seen that guy kill the lion to make this cloak and hunt several animals while naked and barely blinked, so why was seeming him like this make him so flustered?

"L-Look. I-I'll be fine but I don't want to take any risks s-so just wear that damn thing on y-your own." he told him and promptly wanted to bang his hand against the nearest tree for stuttering.

"But you're obviously too cold. You can barely even talk right." Tsukasa frowned and Senku wasn't sure if he was lucky for once or unlucky like usual that the other didn't realize why he was stuttering and instead mistook it as having to do with the cold.

"Would you maybe like to share? And if you're worried about us not being able to talk properly, you could stand on my feet and I'll walk, like I do with Mirai sometimes." Tsukasa offered and already went to reach for Senku who at the idea of being pressing up against Tsukasa's bare skin felt an unstopable wave of panic.

"I SAID NO!" he shouted and with that took off running just to get away from the other.

Tsukasa watched him go with wide eyes before chuckling and fixing his cloak around his own shoulders again.

"Cute..." he murmurred to himself, a small pink blush on his cheeks before taking off again too.

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