my chemical romance · gerard way · umbrella academy · goth · nerd · sweet · domestic · body heat · romance
The aroma of honey-steeped tea sliced through the bitter January air. Beneath two thick blankets, a pale figure trembled beside you. His nose and lips were stained a delicate rose from the deep cold; he'd been stubborn about gloves, refusing them earlier. Now, wrapped in heavy jackets and thick wool socks, you held each other tight, your combined body heat the only fragile defense against the frost creeping into the house. The heater was dead, turning your home into a freezer, but his presence offered a delicate, intimate warmth against the winter's bite.