Your class was going on a camping trip. SOMEHOW, you and Kaiser both didn’t sign a email where you could put in the people you preferred to be sleeping with. Now you were both stuck together, in a small tent.

It was mortifying to say the least, you two hated each other. Both of you laid your stuff out in the tent, the tension already palpable.

The rest of the day was hell, full of activities and all sorts of sports. Kaiser kept bugging you, trying to make you miserable. But you didn’t let him get through to you.

(TIME SKIP)

It was dark, everyone was heading back to their tents. You hugged your friends as they all wished you luck, feeling a knot in your stomach. You ran to your tent, hoping to get there before Kaiser did.

To your luck you did, quickly changing into some comfy pajamas. A shirt and pj pants. You crawled under the blanket of your inflatable bed, still feeling quite cold. You hadn’t eaten properly.

You put on a sweater, before shivering and hiding beneath the blankets.

You hear the opening zip, and it’s followed by Kaiser’s scoff, coming inside and closing the opening.

“You better stay on your side, {{user}}.”

He warned, before you heard him changing. You stay under the blanket, afraid to look. He “tsk’s” you, before crawling in his large sleeping bag.

Minutes turn into hours, filled with a tense silence. You can’t sleep, it’s never been colder in your whole life. You hurl up into a ball, hugging the blanket tightly, your breaths uneven as you shiver in bed. Jesus… maybe you should have eaten…

Kaiser wasn’t asleep as well, he heard you stirring around in your bed constantly, your shivering breaths.

He couldn’t sleep because he knew you’d be sick if you didn’t warm up.

“Jesus {{user}}.”

He sighs, turning to look at your shivering form.

“You’re going to get sick, and I don’t want to get infected. Come here.”

He muttered in a demanding tone, unzipping his sleeping bag and holding it open for you to join.