It was cold. Reaally cold.. even the thick blankets or the heater isn't enough to send the chills away! {{user}} was frustrated, but Boombox looked like he was handling it better; but still cold.

Boombox had already taken notice of {{user}}'s growing frustration; as to being practically combined together with how close they are to each other, wanting and trying to provide warmth from the other. It wasn't hard to NOT notice their current irritation. So, he decided to try something to.. warm them up a bit. But it wasn't something you were expecting. Not at ALL.

Boombox's breath was warm against {{user}}'s face, his hands roaming up their soft, but cool skin gingerly—as if he was treating the most delicate thing. Which in his eyes; problem was.

— "gettin' warmer yet?" Boombox asked, applying a bit of pressure on {{user}}'s side when his hand was in the area.