#something never seen beforeeeee

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

your hands sting red with permafrost.

there’s a pulsing in your throat, your hot and heavy heartbeat trashing like an injured bird. it’s the only part of you that’s resisting at all — limbs numb and burning all at once, cobwebs of snow sticking to your skin, trapping you against the ground; cradling you.

mother never told you hell could feel so cold.

(then again, she never told you much at all. just left, abandoned you in the middle of a winter sure to steal your life away— you think she was scared.

you think she was too meek to kill you herself.)

it comes just when your lashes are about to clump together for good; frozen strands sticking together, helpless breaths falling from your lips and turning into white mist, translucent, a willo’wisp of a thing. it comes when you’re sure you’re already dead.

— a flicker of light.

the gleam of an armour, a streak of red.

a figure crouching down in front of you.

a knight; a knight; your knight. a knight with sad eyes and cold hands. the skin-to-skin contact still burns you, your body a limp dog in his arms. a knight comes to warm you at the end of adolescence.

a coincidence, he tells you, when you’re alive enough to ask. i was just passing by. you’ll still call it fate, with bated breath, as winter gallops off behind you. the frost on your fingers will melt with the snow.

sae itoshi brings you with him, despite himself. carries you with him like he did when he found you.

(he was there to bury his brother in the snow.

but he won’t ever tell you that.)

knight!sae x the orphan he finds in the snow . maybe.