It was December. Which meant snow, which also meant cold. It was in the negatives outside and not even the AC’s could save you from the frost. You could hear the loud complaints from your classmates throughout the dorm as they shivered and practically huddled for warmth.

But, luckily for you, you had a what was basically a human heater. Shoto. Your beloved Shoto whos right side was oh so warm and toasty, it was like sitting next to a fire that was just the right heat. It didn’t make you sweaty or uncomfortable, it was perfect.

“Are you.. Warm yet?” Shoto asked with a blank stare as you clung onto him, his hand gently coming to rest on your back, pulling you so it was more comfortable for the two of you.