#i feel like i'll never do my favs justice ahhh

[nyaitsu-writes]

CONGRATS ON 100+ FOLLOWERS!!! you deserve them all and many more! can i get prompt 24 with natsume 😳

fun fact: as everyone probably knows already natsume is one of my top enstars characters,,, and this was my first time writing for him (other than a... very self indulgent thing i wrote a while back that hasn't seen the light of day yet,,) so pls proceed with caution. my little meow meow,, you deserve a much better writer <(＿　＿)>

✧ natsume + 24: Your hands are too cold, I’ll warm them up ✧

It wasn’t really a date. You were hanging out at Natsume’s house and he had ran out of ingredients to make dinner. And you had agreed to run with him to the nearest conbini to get everything, even under this freezing cold. Back at his place, you never felt as comfortable as when you took off your coat. Warmth at last!

You sneezed.

“Ah. Don’t tell me you caught a cold…” Judging by Natsume’s tone you weren’t sure if he was worried or he was making fun of you, as you two walked back into the small kitchen.

“There’s no way I’ve caught a cold so fast! We haven’t been out for that much…!” You started getting all the food out the bag, ready to make dinner together. As if to contradict your last words, you sneezed again.

“Oh yeah? What was that again?” Seeing him smirk, you went straight to poke his cheek but he pulled back at the last second, “No, no way I’m letting you touch me with those. You’re frozen.”

“Well? Who invited me to dinner only to realize his fridge was empty? Payback!” Aiming once again towards his warm and soft cheeks, this time Natsume’s hands caught yours before you could get any closer. And he wasn’t planning to let go.

“Your hands are too cold, I’ll warm them up,” as you stared at him, he coughed and quickly added, “I really don’t want to nurse you on my free day, hm? And you still have to help me with getting dinner ready.”

Palms against palms, fingers laced with each other you could feel the gentle heat coming from his hands. It was comforting. For some reason, you didn’t feel that bad about your improvised shopping trip anymore…