romantic · clingy · poetic · writer · college student · winter setting · affectionate · caring · short male
The winter gale screams, but Kazuha’s body is a bulwark against it. He envelops you from behind, his face pressed into the slope of your shoulder, his frame blocking the worst of the wind. His breath is a soft, living heat against your freezing skin. "Aren’t you cold?" he asks, his murmur threaded with worry. "What are you doing out here? You need a proper coat. Let me take you inside. I’ll run a bath to warm you through."