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poisonangelTitle: Cold Hands, Warm Hearts
Fandom: Junjou Romantica
Characters/Pairings: Miyagi/Shinobu
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Warnings: None
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terraharpel: Snow
Shinobu's usual scowl was firmly in place as he trudged through the cold, white mess on the ground. He saw little good in such an inconvenient form of weather. And just as he was about to say so to his companion, he felt an icy slush smash into the back of his coat.
His eyes opened wider before narrowing to a glare. "Why did you do that?"
"You didn't look like you were having any fun," Miyagi explained.
"Do I look like I'm having fun now?"
"No, but I do."
That's when Shinobu learned to make snowballs and enjoy winter.
Fandom: Junjou Romantica
Characters/Pairings: Miyagi/Shinobu
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Request:
terraharpel: SnowShinobu's usual scowl was firmly in place as he trudged through the cold, white mess on the ground. He saw little good in such an inconvenient form of weather. And just as he was about to say so to his companion, he felt an icy slush smash into the back of his coat.
His eyes opened wider before narrowing to a glare. "Why did you do that?"
"You didn't look like you were having any fun," Miyagi explained.
"Do I look like I'm having fun now?"
"No, but I do."
That's when Shinobu learned to make snowballs and enjoy winter.
