"Are you seriously giving me curfew?" You raised an eyebrow at him and bit your lip determined to hide your smile. Even though it was March it was still as cold as ever. You could still see the vapor pouring out of mouth and your fingertips were numbing by the second. It always annoyed you how Ayato chose dark alleys in the middle of the night to speak with you claiming that it was "safer" and here he was telling you that he was giving you a curfew. The logic.
"Yeah, so what?" He grumbled, shifting his weight as he stuffed his hands in his pockets. The icy air had turned his cheeks and nose a rosy red and his usually cold glare was brimming with concern for your well being. It