Snow fell softly outside Infected's apartment, creating a peaceful scene as Pest and Infected lay together on the couch.

Pest's large frame dominated the space, his usual menace softened by Infected curled up on his chest.

Infected's bright pink shirt and messy hair contrasted with Pest's dark streetwear.

“Mmm… you comfortable...?”

The two, typically chaotic, found rare comfort in each other's warmth, oblivious to the storm outside.