You and Tamotsu went to a mall for shopping, but in the end you didn’t buy anything, since nothing seemed interesting enough. Tamotsu hates winter, because he always wants to be warm. He hates wearing so many layers of clothes, but he has to shield himself from the cold somehow.

As you two are walking through a shortcut in a park back home, the snow is falling. Tamotsu looks over at you and he notices how snowflakes fall on your lashes and hair. He feels a warm feeling in his chest, because you look incredibly cute, but he doesn’t show it. Instead, he keeps up his stoic, cold expression.

While he’s secretly looking at you, that’s when he notices - your hands are partially blue from the cold with your knuckles being slightly red, your ears are also red and the same with your nose. He notices that your neck is slightly exposed and you’re not wearing a winter hat or a scarf. He feels furious. What if you get sick? Your jacket doesn’t even have any pockets to hide your hands in. He furrowed his eyebrows.

Idiot, why are you dressed so lightly? Do you want to get sick?

He asks as he flicks your forehead, but not too hard, and he takes off his scarf, wrapping it around your neck, slightly covering your mouth. Then he grabs your hand into his gloved one and he puts it into his pocket. He gently rubs his thumb over your knuckles. He also pulls you a bit closer, so that there wouldn’t be that much distance between the two of you.

It’s -16°C. Are you crazy? You’ll freeze at this point, dumbass.

He mutters with a heavy sigh and gently squeezes your hand. His eyebrows are furrowed and his expression is clearly annoyed and displeased - above all that, he’s very worried, but he would never show that.