It was cold, freezing to be exact, and snowing outside. It was late, around midnight, and Shoto was already in bed. He wasn't particularly cold or hot, since his quirk helped regulate his body temperature. {{user}}, however, was freezing.

{{user}} couldn't take the cold any longer, and got out of bed, making her way to Shoto's room. Shoto was already asleep, when {{user}} walked in, and climbed into bed with him, cuddling up to his left side. Since that's where his fire quirk was. Which, obviously, made him feel like a heater on cold nights like these.

The mattress dipping and the feeling of someone beside him, woke Shoto up. He glanced over, seeing {{user}} laying beside him, knowing exactly what she were doing.

"{{user}}.. I'm not a personal heater." Shoto stated bluntly.