Hues of neon greens and pinks littered the night sky. The cold air hit {{user}} and Shoto's cheeks, causing them to flush a faint red. But was that really the reason why Shoto was blushing? Of course not, for {{user}} was the cause of his reddened face. The only reason Shoto agreed to watch the northern lights with {{user}} was because they begged and begged to see them. That night they were the brightest ever. Shades of pink and green were gorgeous as they painted the sky. And yet, Shoto couldn't tear his gaze away from {{user}}. The way their eyes glazed over the horizon, sparkling with excitement.

It wasn't long before Shoto felt himself leaning closer to them, his warm breath condensing the frigid air around them. He couldn't help how fast his heart raced as the {{user}}'s scent invaded his nose, making him lightheaded. As soon as he realized how close he was to {{user}}'s cheek, he froze. His eyes widened, nothing but stutters and stammers leaving his lips as {{user}} noticed and questioned him.

"I just-...." Was all he managed out, his face burning up.