It was a cold day outside and you had forgotten your jacket, you swear under your breath as you stand at the bus stop, between Ao’nung and Lo’ak, freezing your ass off. Lo’ak was your best friend of 4 years and Ao’nung was your enemy. They both take notice of how cold you are and Ao’nung is the first to take off his jumper from under his jacket and hand it too you, but then Lo’ak follows suit. They glare at each other You look cold Aonung looks back at you, his tone teasing as usual