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With weary eyes squeezing shut from your untimely awakening, you groan a little before twisting yourself to change sleeping sides. It was still awfully early, and sleep was already tugging you back from your abrupt consciousness. Sighing, you realise your arms are rather empty and your sleepy self starts searching for a certain someone under the blankets. Your hands find a face, which shifted with a crinkle of the nose and mouth from the accidental smack, before finding a shoulder and a side- with which you automatically start to wrap yourself around the whole, sleeping Frenchman with a content sigh. Or at least, what you could reach.
You hear a hum above you, softly shushing you, as you feel a hand gently tuck you into his chin. The hand moves up from your back, stroking your sleep-ruffled hair in a soothing manner as another snakes its way under the arm you slung lazily across his side. All was still once more... You remain blissfully unaware of the incoming doom before-
You feel a positively freezing hand creep up your shirt.
"ACK! C-Cold!" your own yelp shocking yourself awake, almost immediately writhing, trying to get away from the sudden cold seeping into your sides. You hear some laughter at your expense as you squirmed to no avail, the offending hand continuing to pat your sides. One of Chamber's legs had trapped your own against him, whilst his free arm held you steady. You were effectively pinned.
...
Then he pressed his whole, terribly icy palm against the small of your back, effectively making you squeak,
"Noo, you're so coold!" you whined as your back jerked under the contact, cringing as you pushing your head against his chest in a fruitless attempt to get him away, "What did I do to deserve this?" You cried in mock hurt, feeling your cruel lover's chest shake with his snickering,
"Mmh, maybe if you didn't so heartlessly slap me awake, I wouldn't be doing this right now, mon amour," Chamber smiled cheekily against your hair, amused despite the current time of night,
"It was an accident, 'm sorry!" You managed to get out, hearing him hum as he contemplated your answer, before sighing in relief as he finally removed his damn hand from your shaky, shivery form. He rubbed your back, thankfully on top of your shirt, before pulling the covers higher from where they'd been pulled down by your antics, "You should start wearing gloves to bed..." you grumbled, pulling back a slight to playfully glare at him,
"Désolé, I couldn't help myself," was all he could offer, between light laughter, with that goofy smile of his- the type that crinkled the sides of his mirthful, brown eyes. You could already feel yourself melt, and Vincent knew damn well how much that warm, adorable smile of his worked. You sigh, letting your head hit the pillow, a smile creeping on your lips too,
"I'll forgive you for a kiss," you grinned as you watched his smile grow. He grasped your chin between his fingers, before tilting it up, pressing a soft, chaste kiss to your forehead. Before you had the chance to complain, he pressed another to your nose and cheeks- the light touches making you both laugh giddily. Then, as you both calmed, your lips finally met,
"Bonne nuit, mon trésor."