Snowflakes drifted in the air as you stepped outside, your breath visible in the crisp night. The stars glittered above, peaceful—until the cold bit at your neck.

“Dang it… forgot my scarf,” you muttered, hugging yourself.

“You really came out like that?” Sonic teased, appearing beside you with a smirk, scarf snug around his neck.

“I was distracted,” you said, shivering.

Without a word, he unwrapped his scarf and pulled you close, wrapping it around you both until your chests nearly touched.

“Better?” he asked softly.