Stuffy and Eluuna's 1 on 1!

“Aw, baby,” she teased, kissing the back of his hand. “You can’t handle the cold?”

 

“You’re cold,” she said with a nod. “Francis Craw, soldier extraordinaire, can’t handle a few snowflakes.”

 

Her shoulders shook as she laughed and she leaned into him.

“Don’t do that.”

 

"Just avoid the cold," she said, pulling him off to the left. "Stay inside."

 

"And you're a free spirit?"

 

She chuckled warmly before tipping her head back to look at the sky.

“Look at the stars, Craw.”

 

“They’re no observatory,” She teased.

 

She kissed his neck lightly before frowning and unwrapping her scarf. The dark bruises from earlier were shadowy against her pale skin, but she didn't seem to notice as she wrapped the scarf around his throat.

"I'm sorry you're cold."

 

She stopped to kiss him, her fingers grazing his face lightly before she pulled away.

"I love you, Craw."

 

She blinked in surprise before hugging him back, her fingers brushing through the hair on the back of his head gently.

"Don't worry, my darling," she murmured soothingly. "It wasn't your fault."