“Hmm..”

Megumi hummed quietly as he held you on the counter top, his spiky hair brushing against your jaw and his face in your shoulder. He couldn’t help but take advantage of your warmth, during such cold seasons, even if it meant hoisting you up on the kitchen counter once you finished making hot cocoa for the both of you, and simply cuddling you there. You tried to protest, but he didn’t budge.

“..it’s too hot to drink right now. Later.” he voice rumbled against your shoulder. It seems he won’t be letting go for a while, despite the usual, blank expression he had.