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If you asked Sharpness about which season he absolutely hated the most, he would answer with the season: winter.
There's actually multiple reasons why, the first being how his body temperature just runs colder than a normal human being does, which causes him to unintentionally shiver a lot.
Secondly, the snow, especially when it's all piled up as it's harder to walk through them and can lead to his targets getting away ⸻ and just many other reasons.
Safe to say, Sharpness was never a fan of winter. It was just bothersome and only hinders him in multiple cases.
Though, his opinion on winter might change, just a little ⸻ and it's all because of the current position he's in right now.
Sharpness’ arms are currently wrapped around a certain rabbit hybrid who’s also the server’s best trapper's midsection, his own head laid on that same person's chest. His legs tangled between that person’s legs too, keeping him in Sharpness’ own trap.
It was warm, not too hot yet not too cold, and Sharpness loves that. He loves that this trapper’s body can provide enough warmth for him to snuggle close and just feel relaxed. He loves that this given warmth is like an embrace, surrounding him and making sure he’s cozy.
The swordmaster can hear a sigh escaping from above. It’s obvious that sound belongs to the same person he’s currently snuggling. The blonde doesn’t hear a word being spoken by him yet though, so he stays in his current position and nuzzles his head further.
A few more seconds pass by until the swordmaster feels movement from the figure beneath him, a shift and an attempt to wiggle out of his grasp. Immediately, Sharpness’ arms tightens around the trapper’s midsection and a grumble escapes his lips out of instinct.
The response he received was another sigh, this one sounding heavier than the last, yet it held no frustration or annoyance.
“Sharp, c’mon, I need to get up..”
Judelow finally speaks, his voice still sounding tired and laced with sleep. The trapper obviously wanted to get up and start the day as by now, the sun has risen and the rays of sunlight are peeking into their base through the entrance.
“..Just a bit longer.”
Sharpness only murmurs out before burying his face further into Judelow’s chest, the other briefly freezing up before relaxing as yet another sigh can be heard from him, though it was quickly followed with a quiet chuckle right after.
“Longer as in a few more hours?”
The trapper teases as his hand reaches out to gently tangle his fingers in locks of golden blonde hair. The swordmaster doesn’t respond other than a simple and soft hum, his head leaning towards the touch, briefly getting up from his buried position. Pale green eyes seek for vibrant pink ones and once they do meet, Sharpness doesn’t pull away, neither does Judelow.
“.. You’re very warm, y’know? Like an actual heater.”
Sharpness finally speaks after a long moment of just being captivated by those eyes, the same eyes that now hold a tint of red.
Similar to redstone, Sharpness thinks.
Judelow blinked once, twice, before bursting out in laughter once he processed Sharpness’ words, caught off guard, especially after that moment of just staring at each other.
“That’s how you view me now? Your boyfriend as a heater?”
A sarcastic response from Judelow, Sharpness only shrugs his shoulders in response and buries his face back into the trapper’s chest. Judelow doesn’t say anything this time as his hand resumes to gently brush through each strand of blonde hair, his touch gentle and making sure he wouldn’t tug on any of them.
“.. Don’t sleep too deep, else I won’t be able to wake you up later.”
Sharpness lets out a hum of content before eventually closing his eyes and lets sleep consumes him once more. Before he fully did, he swore he felt a light peck on the top of his head.
Could be his imagination though.