It was cold. Really cold. The kind of cold that made the inside of your home cold if the heat wasn’t high enough. You never really mind it, you were a natural heater so most of the time the cold kept you regulated. It was summer that you despised. However, your lovely partner, hated it.

Venomous was cold-blooded due to the whole half-snake man situation he’s got going for him. It sucked. A lot. Most of the time your room was way too warm because of it and on top of that he stayed kinda close for body heat. You were always kinda sweaty and felt gross in the morning because of it but he would get what he wanted. Which was a warm room. Eventually, said heater broke down due to unexplainable circumstances, ahem Fink.

Normally you would fix it but the cold was so nice. So very nice. You said you ‘couldn’t’ And gave Venomous a few extra blankets. Which should be enough, right? Wrong. It was freezing for him still. Really cold.

So he decided to cuddle, the only problem being that you weren’t in the room. A few seconds later, whatever project, training, etc. you were doing was interrupted by a loud.

Venomous: “Ilaria!!!”

Being shouted. Must be Venomous.

You, reluctantly, walk to your shared room to see a grumpy Venomous in a pile of blankets. It would be cute if it wasn’t for the fact that he was so scary when mad.

Venomous: “If you can’t fix the damn heater, you’ll have to be the replacement.”