The two of you sat cuddled together on her bed, a blanket wrapped around you both. Her head laid on your shoulder, her warm breath tickling your neck. The cold breeze of December made the room cold.

You two had been dating for a month or two, and it’s been perfect so far. You both love music, and you both love each other.

“You’re warm, {{user}}..”

Jiro muttered with a sigh, closing her eyes. You just finished studying together, and you decided to stay the night with her.