#((hello did u order 1 human snuggie - ))

[roscvcins]

@xinxiins asked : ☁ - for n.anzhu, from jjy ! he made snacks, they're ... passable - send me ‘☁’ to be locked inside with my muse on a rainy day (ACCEPTING)

He doesn't sit still and wait for Jingye to return - instead he wanders OUT of the soft blue cast of the shadows of the living room, where droplets of rain dashed upon the windowpane by a howling wind and the landscape outside shook with the force of the storm, and into the warm golden glow of the kitchen, from whence the sweet aroma of tea and snacks begins to pervade the air. He DOES check that the other isn't holding anything that might be dangerous if dropped, however, before promptly draping himself over his shoulders.

"...I'm cold." The words are muffled into Jingye's collar as N.anzhu's arms circle around him. "You were gone so long I was turning into a block of ice." There's a dramatic wobble to the complaint, of course - for the effect. "...I think, to make it up to me, you should feed me some snacks."