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Fuck it's cold
It's all Egg can think while walking through the tundra, feet dragging through the layers of snow, wind pushing him back making walking even harder than it should be. He's shaking really badly to which isn't helping at all. Moving his wings around himself like a make shift blanket, it doesn't help much. It only makes him even slower.
He doesn't even remember why it was so important to get across this biome, why they couldn't just dig a hole and wait for the storm to be over, or just walk around it. There's nothing that can convince him this is worth it, but Wemmbu said they had to so here he is.
This couldn't be fun for Wemmbu either, that guy is so coldblooded, this has to suck so bad for him too. It's too hard to see anything with the storm going on around them, the snow making his eyes hurt, he could imagine Wemmbu shaking as he is walking ahead of him in. But he's mostly just a blurry blob of purple.
But It's too cold to think properly, all he's doing is shivering holding himself tight face burning with the cold. While the only thing going through his head is, fuck it's cold over and over again.
Well that is until that blob of purple in front of him suddenly collapses, it takes a second for the scene to catch up to Egg, he stands there for a second to long thinking, what.
When his mind finally catches up he frantically stars moving towards him, the snow making it too hard to move fast, the layers upon layers dragging his feet back, he's too slow, way too slow. He stumbles but gets right back him, forcing a couple more steps out of himself before he falls to his knees in front of the body, Wemmbus body. He isn't even shaking, fuck this is bad, like so so bad.
"Wemmbu, Wemmbu come on" He tries to speak, the wind swallowing up his voice, his face hurts so bad from the cold, the words slurred with how frozen everything feels. Wemmbus heartbeat is too slow for Eggs liking, they have to get out of the wind fast, like really fast
With shaky legs Egg stands up grabbing Wemmbus body and tries to drag him to the cliff side to their right for cover.
How could he be so stupid, so stupid to let Wemmbu talk him into walking through the most dangerous biome to him. That idiot is cold blooded, he's so so stupid there was no way he was going to survive such conditions.
Egg stumbles once again, dropping Wemmbus limp body in the deep snow, "Fuck" he slurs out and many more the thinks. He scrambles to get a hold on Wemmbus body again, ground unsteady under his feet, his companion too heavy in his arms.
He should've trained more, worked out more. He should've done so much more, if Wemmbu doesn't make it here it'll be his fault, fuck what if he doesn't make it here.
His face burns, burns with the cold and the frozen tears forming in his eyes. He's making it, he has to. That's the only thing Egg always to run through his mind as he drags the dead weight of Wemmbus body, he has to make it, he has to make it, he has to.
When they get to the cliff side Egg immediately gets to work, laying Wemmbus body down as he digs a small hole in the side. He heaves his body back up and inside, quickly shutting of the entrance so no cold air can get in.
He places down everything warm he can think of, trying his best to ignore the limp body of his best friend, of his everything, just laying there. A furnace goes down, another one. He places everything he can burn in them, he looks through is inventory eyes as blurry as they were outside, this time from something else. He sniffles trying to stop himself from going over the edge, he has to think has to stay calm.
He makes a campfire, missing starting a few time which doesn't help with calming himself down, tear tracks forming on his frozen face.
When he finally, finally gets the fire going he's right back to Wemmbus side, checking his pulse. It's way too slow to be normal, and he's still not shivering. This is so bad, so fucking bad.
He moves behind him pulling him into his lap, moving his wings to fully cover him and give him every part of warmth he has. Egg tires to send his energy through, anything he has but he's fully spend himself, he has no energy for his body to spare.
He starts rocking their body's back and forth, holding him even tighter, grip almost bruising. "You're not dying here, you're not" He mumbles against Wemmbus freezing skin pulling him even closer, his sniffles echoing in their small cave.
"You're not dying to fucking hypothermia of all things, that'll be so lame" He tries to joke but it just makes him cry harder, sobbing against Wemmbus limp body in his arms.
"Please Wemm, please. Don't leave me here, don't leave me here alone" The heat from the furnaces burning his cold skin more than the frost did. He's shaking so badly, not only from the cold but the wreaking sobs that hurt his chest too.
He pulls Wemmbus body even closer to him, moves him so his own wings engulfs everything. With desperation filling his chest he tries once more to send him own energy through, the hat should've given Egg more to take from, more to give.
It works, a small amount of extra life to give from, flowing right into Wemmbus body. Egg prays on anything he can pray on that this is enough, please god let it be enough. The room has started to get so warm he's sweating, or maybe its just the melting snow falling of him.
His sobs have died down to quiet sniffling and a steady stream of tears. He whispers pleads against Wemmbu cold skin, pleads to wake up, to do anything, to please just do anything.
"Please, please Wemm, don't leave me here alone, i can't do this without you, I don't want to do this without you." He buries his face closer to Wemmbus body, his own body hurts from how bad he's shaking, his mussels weak from having nothing left to give. He has nothing left to give Wemmbu.
God why the fuck did they do this, if, when. When Wemmbu wakes up he's gonna beat his ass for this stunt. They're never ever setting foot in the snow again, of any kind.
He's still rocking them back and forth, deep in thought, so deep in his prayers he doesn't notice movement that isn't his own, his own shaking making it hard to feel anything, body numb from the temperature change. But the movement becomes more, constant.
Wemmbus shaking, he's shaking! This is good, so good. Egg jolts up, hope flooding into his chest, he let's out another sob, crying from relief this time, holy fuck they're going to make it, he's going to make it.
He starts rubbing his sides, trying to bring some warmth from friction, to maybe give Wemmbu something to focus on to come back. His heart is beating out of his chest, tears streaming down his face, holy shit they're going to make it.
He's not dying to hypothermia in a small shitty cave, he's not leaving Egg to take on the rest of the server alone, he's not leaving Egg alone. He's exhausted, arms feeling like jelly so he stops trying to create friction. He pulls Wemmbus now shaking body back against his chest hugging him tightly again.
They sit there together for a while, Egg tries to calm is heartbeat, tries to take deep breaths. The trembles coming from Wemmbus body helps, it keeps him grounded. Not having his limp body that was too close to death in his arms, he's actually moving, that helps him not panic as hard anymore.
When his heart doesn't feel like its beating out of his chest and he feels like he can actually breathe the air around him. He untangles himself from Wemmbus body and pulls him up to lean against the stonewalls, the fire, and furnaces having made it warmish, his head lolls a little to the side a bit.
Egg tires to get a good look at his face, to see if all the colours come back to it, it mostly has thank god. He holds Wemmbus face in his hands, it's still quite cold. Egg closes his eyes, takes another deep breath in. He lets his headrest against Wemmbus forehead breathing in everything that's him. He takes another second to just be. To just with Wemmbu very much alive presence, he feels the slight breath of air against his face, it helps immensely to keep him grounded.
When Egg opens his eyes once again he's meet with another pair staring back at him.
Wemmbus eyes are unfocused, they're trying to follow Eggs movements, his blinking slow and tired.
"Hey" He smiles at Egg reaching a hand up to rest over Eggs own. Egg stares at him like he's grown two heads, he looks a little crazy like that. Eyes bloodshot red and tear streaks down his cheek, still running. Wemmbu reaches a shaky hand up to wipe a falling tear away, but it's useless another starts to follow quickly after that.
How fucking dare he almost die the most lamest way ever, may he add, in Eggs arms, while Egg was panicking, sobbing over his lifeless body. Just to wake up and say hey, hey!
"You're so stupid, you're so fucking stupid" Egg hiccups hands holding his face tighter. The emotional roller coaster of the day catching up to him, god they're never doing this again, Wemmbu will never put Egg in this situation again.
He can't, he can't live without Wemmbu. The immense relief of having Wemmbus eyes on him is unbeatable to anything else, the relief of feeling the strong heartbeat, of hearing it against the walls is everything.
He can't live without Wemmbu, looking into his eyes, looking his face over. God he can't live without this stupid, dumb idiot. And with no other thought than that he goes in kissing him right on the lips.
It's not the best kiss ever, filled with desperation and every emotions Egg has had the past couple of hours. It tastes salty from his tears, but it doesn't seem like Wemmbu minds much, kissing him back with just as much feeling.
Egg moves his body closer to Wemmbus, feeling his hands move to hold his waist with the little strength Wemmbu has at the moment.
But the kiss is soon broken by another sob from Egg, He keeps his hands resting over Wemmbus face and lets his own fall to his chest, trying to take deep breaths but failing.
"You're okay, it's okay" Wemmbu tries to whisper recurrences to him "I'm right here" He whispers.
Egg lifts his head to give Wemmbu the most intense stare he can muster "You're never doing this again, We are never stepping foot in the snow again you hear me." He moves his hands from Wemmbus face to shake his shoulder with the words, to really hammer in his demand.
It isn't that intimidating with him crying and all, but he still tries.
"You are never dying, you're- you're never leaving me you fucking hear me" He hiccups, Wemmbus hands moves up to shakily wipe the tears away, he's still smiling at him. It's a little strained but it's there.
"I hear you" He whispers "loud and clear, no more snow for us" As he says the last part he pulls Egg in for another kiss, for warmth of course.