I'm Not Cold [KaYu OS]

"Will you just admit you're cold?" Yug raises an eyebrow as he walks beside her, his hands tucked into the pockets of his biker jacket.

Kali's shivering and hopping from one foot to the other, and this isn't exactly how he imagined this encounter going.

"I'm not cold!"

"Kali, you just blew on your hands." He shakes his head, smiling at her. "If you want my jacket-"

"I don't need your jacket. I'm fine."

He sighs. "I told you it was gonna get cold tonight."

"I told you it was gonna get cold tonight," she mimics, in a voice far too high-pitched to be his own.

Biting his lip to keep from smiling, he pulls his hands from his pockets and starts undoing his jacket.

Her face clears and she takes a step back. "I'm serious! If you take your jacket off, I'm not going to put it on. You can't make me! I said I dont feel cold. End of story."

"Will you quit acting like a five-year-old?" Shrugging his jacket off, he swings it around her and onto her shoulders. When merely gives a blank look at him, he takes each of her arms and threads them through the sleeves and then buttons the front. It's very obviously too long for her much shorter frame, but at least she's mostly covered. "There. Better?"

She purses her lips. "What if my hands are cold?"

"Well, see, that's what gloves are for." He takes one of his own gloves off his right hand and slides it over her left. "There."

She raises her right hand and wiggles her fingers at him. "What am I supposed to do with this one? Sacrifice it to frostbite?"

Yug laughs under his breath and then reaches up to take her hand, threading his fingers through hers. He cups their palms and blows in between to warm her skin before he lets their joined hands fall to swing between them. "Good?"

She looks down at their hands and then back up to him before she shrugs. "Not bad," she tells him.

She is shaking her head. But she's smiling, and she's not shivering anymore, and Yug calls that a win.