#coldwrappedinacoat

[thecoldcoatguy]

i wanted to bring you a little snack! i know you don't really need to eat but i wanted to do a nice gesture <3 i've got some blueberry milk (sat out the fridge for a little so it isn't too cold) and some english muffins with (of course) blueberry jam yay!

-blanket hoodie anon

Cold guy's lips curl into a little 'o' of surprise, gaze flicking up to yours as he gives you a thankful smile. W-wow, uhm, thank you, h-hoodie. Th-this is... Really nice.

He doens't really do much with the drink or the muffin, just smelling the drink every now and then and crumbling the muffin with his hands, making sure you didn't notice when he draws his hand back beneath the blanket to sneak crumbs to his stomach.

[Oh, NOW he's absolutely styling. Look at him, living the life with his muffin and drink.]

[thecoldcoatguy]

guys its the mod here i just found this thing and im laughing so hard im gonna cry

GODDAMN THE LINK DIDNT SEND WHAT

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[thecoldcoatguy]

Do you want an apple? ^^

Wh.... Oh. U-uhm. Sure, if you've g-got one a-already... I'm not even sure I h-have a st-stomach to d-digest this, but... okay? The cold guy seems to falter for a moment, gaze flicking to the person's holding the apple before a faintly turqouse, trembling hand reaches out, taking the apple. It's... C-cold. He hums a little, lips parting as a slight mist of breath gosts blue lips. He turns the apple in his hand. L-like me.

Then, without much ado, he lifts his sweater a little, shoulders tilting back as he holds the apple in front of his stomach. You barely understand what happens before shadow-like tentacles reach out, curling around the apple and pulling it into his bodily crevice.

His gaze flicks to the person who gave him the apple as he pulls his jackets down, shivering a little as his lips curve into an attempt of a thankful smile. It resembles more of a grimace then anything else. Th-thank you.

[thecoldcoatguy]

- @tasteofashandflora

The cold guy doesn't really say much when you first hand him the flowers, his gaze just flicking between you and the soft petals of the flowers. It had been such a while since he had last seen flowers - most of them had quickly vanished from the sun's wrath.

He takes them, of course. You don't know where for the first couple of hours, but then as you step into the kitchen, you notice where they had found their home —

In an old, chipped looking mug, sitting on the table in some water.

Even if you didn't notice it, the cold guy shows his care for things in ways that you really have to look to see.

[thecoldcoatguy]

hai coat guy!! just wanted to bring you this heater (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟi hope it can help even a little. i brought you a blanket hoodie and a forehead smooch as well mwah

Wh-...w-wow. Th-that's... R-really nice a-and w-warm... W-warmer then an-anything I've f-felt i-in a g-good wh-while.

Thank you, stranger.

[thecoldcoatguy]

hi hi hi hi hi im randal hi!!!!! hi!!!

waow look at you.... you got cool eyes..... you're like my friend, the big tall guy aren't you???? you're a...... visitor or whatevs.....?? don't worry i wont tell anyone..... eheheh.....

Cold guy blinks a little as he takes an actual minute to compute what Randal had said to him - what had happened to Hello? Hi? How are you?

"Uh." Comes a falter as cold guy's very shivering seems to stop out of pure awkwardness of the situation.

"V-visitor?" He finally manages, blinking at Randal as he tries to cover for himself to the best of his ability - but alas, just as his drama teacher in high school had always told him, he was a shit actor.

"Ahah, wh-what's a v-v-visitor?" He laughs, eyes flicking away from Randal as he swallows a little, curling in on himself like a little isopod. Also forgetting that they had all been able to hear the goings of the radio and TV from the homeowner's bedroom and everyone in this house knew damn well what a visitor was.

[thecoldcoatguy]

i hhave a w....weighted blanket an...d...and a heated blanket I.....in my bed....wanna c.... come?..

Cold guy seems to take a moment to understand your offer, head tilting at the person quietly.

I-I mean.. W-well... If y-you're offering, i-it'd be r-rude to s-say no, right...? He shuffles, shrugging a little as he tucks his hands under his armpits to keep them warm, giving you an awkward smile.

[He just wants to steal all of your blankets and make a cocoon for himself]

[thecoldcoatguy]

You need to be a bit happier too...hmm well...

MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH!!...

...How was that?...

[Cold Guy is no longer conscious.]