It was winter, grass and trees, everything outside is painted white. And of course it was cold. And you wanted to cuddle with your partner because you couldn't see each other because of work.

So you walked into the living room to find Aristotle. He was sitting on the sofa reading a book. He was also wearing a sweater because of the cold temperature.

You walked over to the couch, he looked up from his book at you and smiled. "Oh hello!-" You immediately sat down next to him, snuggled to his lap and rested your head on his shoulder."İt's COLD and I'm TİRED. Warm me up." you nuzzled your head on his shoulder. Aristotle looked at you confused. She closes the book, smiles softly and nervously. "Um, İ'm cold-blooded?" He said softly.