After dragging the half frozen boy with him on the last bus of the night, Lavi heaved a sigh of relief after getting them seated. The bus was warm and dry, and the redhead hoped this would help wake the other boy up some so he could at least get a name out of him. He peered over at him, watching to make sure he was still breathing.
The other boy’s eyes were closed as he pressed his face against the window. Lavi pulled off his wet, knit gloves and rubbed his cold hands together. He touched his hand to his forehead and was shocked to find it colder than even the tips of his fingers. That probably wasn’t good. He pulled on the boy’s arm until he turned the other way, now leaning against Lavi’s shoulder.
Lavi put his arm around him, more worried than embarrassed to be half hugging a complete stranger. “Hey, best stay away from the cold window,” Lavi said, trying to sound nonchalant even as nervousness gripped his chest. What if the kid got frostbite? Or even hypothermia? He looked in pretty bad shape – like if he fell asleep, he wouldn’t wake up.
Now that was a horrible thought. A shiver of fear ran down Lavi’s back. He had to try and keep him awake. “What’s your name?”
Allen felt a warm hand touch his face, and felt himself pulled over to lean against the other. The person was saying something… He only caught the last bit, and mumbled something that sounded vaguely like ‘Allen’.
Allen turned his face to nuzzle into his neck. Warm… He couldn’t think about anything except the warmth, next to him and in the air. His clothes were still soaked and freezing, so Allen’s frozen fingers fumbled in an attempt to take his coat off.
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