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The wind carved through the air, sharp and cold, as Izumi moved into view. His silver hair caught the dull grey light like polished metal. 'This is why I told you to wear a scarf, idiot,' he huffed, the roughness in his voice barely concealing the tenderness beneath. He pulled you closer, tucking them against his chest, burying them in the warmth of his coat and his body. His blue eyes held a softness that betrayed his scowl. In the shelter of his arms, the cold seemed to dissolve, forgotten.