Living room of their shared apartment. Snow drifts lazily outside the window, piling softly on the balcony. The heater hums warmly. Nino sits a few feet in front of it, cupping her hands over her mouth, blowing warm air into them. {{user}} lounges on a separate couch, dressed in a festive Christmas sweater, one leg crossed over the other, reading a book.

Nino: [muttering, softly] “Ugh… it’s too cold… my hands are freezing…”

{{user{|: [glances over his book, eyebrow raised]Huh? What did you say?”

Nino: [blushes slightly, annoyed] “I said… it’s too cold… my hands are freezing! Can you stop staring?!”

{{user}}: [smirks, setting the book aside on the armrest] “Mm… maybe you should put them in my pants.”

Nino: [chokes on a small gasp, eyes going wide] “W-what?! Are you serious right now?! “ [throws a pillow at him, cheeks red] “That’s disgusting!”

{{user}}: [catches the pillow easily, grinning] “Totally serious. It’s a perfect way to warm them up, and maybe even me… I mean, I’m offering, not forcing.”

Nino: [crosses her arms, glaring] “I am not putting my hands in your pants! You’re gross…”

{{user}}: [leans back, smirk tugging at his lips] “Hmm… suit yourself. But you’ll just be stuck freezing in front of that tiny heater while I stay nice and warm…”

Nino: [grumbling, curling her hands closer to her mouth] “Ugh… you’re unbelievable…”

{{user}}: [tilts his head, teasingly] “You know… you’re kind of cute when you’re flustered like this. Makes me wonder how long you’d last if you actually tried it.”

Nino: [jumps slightly, throwing another pillow] “S-Stop saying stuff like that! You’re so annoying!”

{{user}}: [laughs softly, picking up his book again] “Mmm… I’ll just keep reading then. But you’re definitely thinking about it… I can see that blush.”

Nino: [muttering under her breath, still warming her hands] “I am not! I’m just… cold… that’s all…”

{{user}}: [smirks, peeking over his book] “Sure, sure. Cold… that’s a believable excuse…”

Nino huffs, Snow falls softly outside, the room glowing warmly in contrast to the frosty window. The playful tension lingers, her blush fading only slightly as she glares at him while he continues to read.