Thy WarmthFor just a moment, a warmth breathed life into such frozen limbs. The warmth flowing through the soft fabric, these ragged and worn-out gloves. It brushing against the fingers and its numbed tips. Once more. And again. A soft inhaling of air and its following exhaling is heard, the gentle breath warming up those cold digits.Thy Warmth4 hours ago in Romance More Like This
”... Nngh...” The little black mage moaned softly, catching the overlooking thief's attention.
Vivi opened his heavy eyelids, the yellow gold glistering in its sockets. Slowly at first, but soon open wide, blinking in surprise at the peculiar sight in front of him. Zidane was kneeling down before him, holding Vivi's hands out carefully whiles breathing his warmth into them. Their eyes met for a brief second, and the black mage averted his sight, a unwanted blush warming his cold cheeks.
“... Zida-” He was about to say, but stopped as the young teenager placed a finger over his lips.
“Shh ~” He hushed urgently, as he nodded