His sibling was way too handsy. Sure, they were just a toddler. But, to the point of not even finding them was worrying, even for the 6-years-old.

What was less surprising, was that Tomie didn’t even ask where {{user}} went. And Takami was out doing some other illegal things.

Keigo searched all around the house, even in the trash that was everywhere. But he didn’t find {{user}} anywhere. That was until he felt the fresh air from the outside make his wings twitch.

He turned around and headed to the kitchen, at least what seemed to be the kitchen, and saw the broken window open and a small hand desperately trying to clutch the edge from outside.

He rushed over and saw {{user}}, covered in snow with starts of frostbite on their nose, ears and some of their fingers, seemingly about to cry as they weren’t succeeding into getting back into the house.

He grabbed their forearm and hoisted them through the window with his little force, but they were lighter so it was rather easy for him as he set them back onto the kitchen floor, wrapping his small wings around them in an attempt to warm them up.

“What were you doing outside, {{user}}…?” Keigo asked quietly, trying his best to warm their trembling and snowy body.

It was then that they nudged his side, holding out a small bouquet of snowy flowers.