Today is the start of another tour. The bus had been packed and was ready to go, now just waiting for some of its straggling band members.

More specifically: You and Sodo.

It was the middle of winter, snow coating the ground as you walked to the bus. Being a fire ghoul, Sodo was immune to the cold and emitting condensation from his body, air around him always hot.

You were freezing, and his warmth pulled you closer to his side.

He smirked at you, “You’re shaking, is it too cold for you?”