The slow rocking of the Moby Dick would’ve otherwise have been soothing during the late hours. That is, if you weren’t currently sailing by a belt of snowy islands. It was freezing!

You had all the windows in your room shut and sealed tight to try and keep the biting wind at bay but it was still quite chilly. Naturally, you made your way to one of the two flaming guys on the ship. Knocking twice on Marco’s door before entering. He was awake at his desk, lifting his head when he heard approaching footsteps.

He only chuckled as you leaned against him for warmth. Since he ate the Tori Tori no Mi, model phoenix, his body temperature has been quite high. And on a chilly night like tonight, being near him was heavenly.

“Planning on staying for a while?”