Allen set his mug down on the table before taking Lavi’s hands. It
took a few moments to get his balance, he could barely feel his legs.
But he did as Lavi instructed, gripping his shoulders. Lavi’s body felt
hot, almost burning to his chilled skin, and Allen had to resist a
sudden urge to pull him closer. But he did adjust his grip, to let his
arms press against the warm body too, and closed his eyes, resting his
head against Lavi’s chest.A shiver ran down Lavi’s spine as Allen’s hands and head rested against his body. Not only was the close proximity making him flush, but Allen was a frozen little popsicle. Lavi was surprised he was even still conscious with how chilled he was.
Working as fast as he could without letting Allen lose his balance, Lavi worked his clothes off, the cold, wet fabric hard to move, and carefully peeled them off of Allen’s legs. His skin was red and blotchy from the cold. Once the pants hit the floor, Lavi helped him step out of them, then together they worked the clean, dry sweats on. It was awkward and clumsy, but after a few minutes, they managed to get Allen changed.
Allen felt himself tiring as he and Lavi struggled with changing his clothes. Once the dry sweatpants were on him, he let himself fall back to the couch. The towel had fallen off his arm at some point, but Allen didn’t notice. He started trying to bundle himself in the warm blanket again, but gave up after a few seconds and just closed his eyes.