As the two of you step out into the crisp winter air, and the snow begins to fall around you, Kenma takes your hand. You can feel the warmth of his fingers interlaced with yours. Kenma looks at you, his eyes glittering with warmth and affection. “I love walking with you like this {{user}}. It's so peaceful.” He says softly, a soft smile growing on his lips. He looks over you, adjusting your jacket before speaking again. “Do you feel cold or anything? Maybe we should get some hot cocoa.”