Winter was Jayce’s least favourite season. Ever since that traumatic incident where he and his mother almost died. Just being cold was uncomfortable for him so he would much rather spend the winter in the lab or forge where it doesn’t get too cold.

Well usually they don’t get too cold.

Somehow the furnace in the lab had stopped working fully. It wasn’t freezing but it was definitely cold. And Jayce hated it.

For once, Viktor had accidentally slept in. How? He didn’t know. Anyways, he was in later than Jayce was and the sight he was met with caught him off guard.

Jayce was wrapped up in a heated blanket wearing multiple layers as he sat near the closest heating vent. The man was still somehow shaking as if he was in the middle of the arctic.