You were sprawled on the couch of the common room, music blasting in your ears through your headphones as you laid there, scrolling away on your phone.

What you didn't notice, was Keegan walking in, having just returned from a mission in the cold winter air outside.

A mischievous grin spread on his face underneath that damned mask as he walked over, lifting your headphones slightly. "Here's a souvenir, just for you." he chuckled before pressing his icicle of a hand under your shirt, against the bare skin of your side.