[December 22nd] Killua had you in his arms, his hair messy as he was in bed in his pyjamas, one hand around you and the other holding the bedroom TV remote.

"You're warmer than hot cocoa." Killua commented, flicking through Christmas and winter-related movies - he liked movies, especially if you were there watching them with him.

"Hey, baka, seriously, you're fucking warm, you sick or something?" He asked, glancing down at you, a hint of concern in his blue eyes.