Yellow was sitting in Blue's room, cuddling up to his boyfriend. The weather outside was chilly today, signaling the coming of winter. Yellow sighs. Its not like he disliked winter, he always had fun tossing snowballs at his friends using some new machine he crafted. It was the constant inescapable cold. Yellow seemed to absorb any cold he was around, which usually got him sick at least once. Yellow was lucky Blue and his friends seemed to be the exact opposite. If he was cold, he'd just find the nearest person to snuggle up to.

Yellow shifts again, pressing his side against Blue. Though the two were cuddling, each was doing their own thing. Yellow was reading a manual on Redstone he'd found, and Blue was watching something on his phone. Yellow jolts as Blue suddenly snakes his hand to Yellows hand, intertwining their fingers again. He blushes as Blue jolts from the coldness of his fingers, feeling both embarrassed and flustered. He still wasn't used to 'romantic' gestures, no matter how often Blue or the others teased him.

Yellow's face grows redder as Blue squeezes his hand then kisses it, teasingly asking why Yellows hands were so cold.

"Well-! Cold hand are often a sign that your body is trying to maintain it's normal temperature a-and-"