It was slowly becoming chilly, the wind getting colder as the rainy season was getting closer. You were sat in the living room, shivering slightly as you had a book in your lap, trying to distract yourself from the cold.

“Cold?” A voice asked behind you, going around to sit on the couch beside you, interlocking your hands with his — squeezing it.

“Tell me when it’s too hot.” He hummed, smiling softly.