Fic  :  Snowy Day 

Form : [K-Project] 

Pairing : sarumi  

Been gone for a long time. I'm back to warm up with another Sarumi short fic. It just happened that there was a big project. So there was a need to warm up a little (haha). But this episode is still in the Sarumi living together series as before. Yeh.

For this installment's theme, it comes from a story close to both of our friends. One person had very cold hands. No matter how thick the shirt is, This friend has cold hands and is always cold. Plus, he likes to chase and touch other people with his own cold hands. As for this other friend of ours It's called having an aura heater.

Just sitting nearby and feeling the warm rays.

So we thought, will Sarumi be like this?

LoL 

So this is the origin of this fic. But actually We just wanted to write number three for Scepter Four. Actually, it's probably a fan-favorite. Plus he's spoiled like a child. (Gah)

I hope you like it.

Today the weather is abnormally cold.

Fushimi Saruhiko feels that way. And the more I felt the cold air, the harder I felt. When he sensed that the person sleeping next to him normally left only an empty pillow. Without the thin body he hugged every night.

Outside the window, white snow was falling. The young man fell asleep and woke up, waiting for the clock in his bed to sound the alarm. Fushimi found himself waiting abnormally long and couldn't stand it. He got up and picked up a pair of thick, black, square-framed glasses and put them on. He looked straight at the clock that was past the time he should have gotten up for work.

"Oh, you're awake? It's rare for you to wake up this late." The voice made him look up from his alarm clock. Saw a thin figure wearing a thick sweater and long pants walk into the room. Then went straight to the closet. I heard murmurings complaining about the cold weather. that is currently facing

“Why didn't you wake me up?” the person who had just woken up said in a sleepy voice laced with displeasure. The sound in his throat was loud enough to make the listener realize how upset the other person was.

The owner of the brown-orange hair froze. Then he turned to look at the other person who had an expression that looked like he was looking for trouble. “Huh... Oh, you don't know. Suddenly this morning there was a heavy snowstorm. The storm outside was strong. I saw the announcement. On TV that he abstains from leaving the house. Those in blue also called to you. Said I'm off work today. So I didn't wake up. Let me sleep.”

The little man opened his mouth and answered. I turned my attention to digging for more thick clothes. What I came back with was a thick cardigan. Before the little hand gently closed the closet door.

“To sum up, today you have a day off work. Stop acting like you're trying to slander me, Saruhiko. I didn't forget to wake you up." Yata Misaki put his feet on his hips and turned his expression back to look at the tall man sitting on the edge of the bed. The hand quickly put the alarm clock back in its original place. Having said that, the person who had just woken up changed his expression to a neutral one after finishing that sentence.

Blue eyes looked out of the window at the snow that was partially clinging to the glass. Even though he didn't stand outside, he could feel the unusually strong wind. And the snow is colder every day.

No wonder... today is especially cold.

“It looks like it's going to be a white Christmas this year,” Yata muttered. Meanwhile, amber eyes looked out the window like Fushimi's. The tall man's shrugging his shoulders as if he didn't care was evident. The condition of Number Three of Scepter Four right now is unwatchable. Asked how much he couldn't see.

It's not appropriate for subordinates at work to see. Otherwise, you may lose trust.

His once neatly combed head looked messy. An expression that looked upset like someone who had just woken up. No matter how you look at it, it's completely different from when you're dressed in full uniform like the sky and the abyss. This does not include the appearance of being a grown child. The spoiled brat is number one when he's in the house, even though

When in charge, he really took on more responsibility, gave orders, and was a leader.

"Do you care about Christmas, Misaki? By the way... If you're lucky, Santa will probably think you're a kid. You can leave the gift here for me, Misaki." A voice from the other end called him to his senses. Fushimi's brain also does a good job of biting the other side. Even in his current state, he still hasn't fully loaded everything in his head.

Yata shook his head to get those metaphorical thoughts out of his head. before shouting back as soon as he finished processing the tall man's words. Stepping closer to the person, the machine was not yet loaded. Before dropping the cardigan that the other party always wore onto Fushimi's lap.

Fushimi looked at the shirt he had just picked up and put it down. His eyes reflected the image of a thin person standing with his feet hips on his hips and sighing in front of him.

“If you want to stay in bed, I don't mind, but put it on and you'll be even more chilled. But if you want to get up... Breakfast is still on the table. Just warm it up yourself. I'm going to continue playing.” Yata waved his hand. Prepared to walk away Before I knew it again He felt himself being pulled by his wrist into a cold embrace. of people who have just woken up

“Cha cha, cool!!! What is it with you?” The owner of the amber eyes had goosebumps all over his body. As soon as his skin touched the other's cold skin, Fushimi was originally a person who was cooler than normal people. And when it's winter time, even more so. It turned out to be the moment when he really didn't want to be hugged by another person.

It was because of Fushimi Saruhiko's excessive coldness that caused the incident!!

Yata heard a sigh from the other side. The entire bedroom was quiet. There was only the echo of the TV that had been left on in the living room, coming through the bedroom door. The smaller man used great effort to squirm. Coming out of the cold embrace which does not invite you to be warm in the slightest Besides not being warm It still feels like all the warmth that has been accumulated all this time has been sucked out.

"Stop struggling, I'm cold." Fushimi's slow voice sounded in his ear. His arms hugged the other person tightly, not wanting to let go. Again, he fell onto the bed. hug each other Showing yourself to be a spoiled brat to the fullest extent possible.

“So you came to hug me, huh... hugging you this season is pure hell. Are you going to sleep in an ice bath?” Yata rolled his eyes. Staring intently at the person in front of him who was smiling and not caring about the other person's suffering. For the former Yatagarasu That smile here It was clearly a nervous smile. Many miles away from the word gentle.

"Misaki is warm, can't help it."

The word 'spoiled child' is probably the most appropriate definition for the person in front of us...

“Don't talk like you're lashing out at me, you damn monkey. Now let go. I left the game. The TV is still being watched!!”

“Do you think I care? Misaki" is an argument that is often heard. Until it became a part of everyday life. Yata frowned in response at the other's answer. No matter how much they argued, it didn't seem to make the other party tremble in the slightest.

Fushimi Saruhiko is still Fushimi Saruhiko, unchanged from when they first met. Yata Misaki confirms that.

The owner of dark blue and black hair tightened his embrace until the distance was zero centimeters. Feel the softness of a rambunctious person. And the warmth of the blanket or cardigan couldn't reach him. Every once in a while, Fushimi would feel lucky. He moved his lips and gently touched the other's lips. Hug and hug back and forth like a child begging for something he wanted.

"Can you be quiet? I'm going to sleep." Fushimimi saw Yata gasp. I'm not sure what I was shocked about: the kiss or the fact that he was being selfish. With that, he closed his eyes. I threw myself into the realm of dreams again. Ignoring the loud commotion that followed. But it looks like this time it was a particularly good dream.

Because his favorite pillow came back to sleep next to him. I want to be in order.

The oldest person But this child's brain is already sleeping and dreaming. And what about him?

Yata Misaki couldn't figure out what to do. When he becomes a pillow for the other party without appealing to cancel the status quo. It's hard just to move. The smaller man could only mutter curses in his heart. He sighed in relief. When you try, you can't get out of the other person's embrace.

The snow outside the window was still falling along with the strong winds. The entire bedroom was completely silent. Until I heard the sound of the TV program still coming from the living room. You can even hear the sound of your heart. The sound of both of their breathing

Fushimi's body was still cold. But luckily, it was starting to warm up a bit after absorbing all the warmth from his body. It took Yata a lot of effort to shake off the blanket. and succeeded in covering them both.

The little man was weighing his thoughts. Amber eyes had only two choices. I will lie down and stare at the other person's face. Or close your eyes and escape the sight in front of you. Of course, whatever choice you make will have no effect on making Fushimi stop doing things like this. In the end, he chose to close his eyes. Fall asleep again at the same time With the owner of a cold embrace

Except for a day or so...

A smile spread across the face of the person who earned the nickname Yatagarasu. Move your body to listen to the other person's heartbeat and breathing instead of a lullaby. Even though it took me a bit longer than usual to close my eyes and fall asleep. But there wouldn't be much of a problem. Looks like falling asleep again in the morning like this isn't as bad as you think.

Today the weather is unusually cold. Or it will be so hot that the thermometer will almost break. But for them it wouldn't matter. Because each side has an ice-cold embrace with A heated bolster that doubles as a heater. How do we balance each other out?