Thomgan - Warmth
This is one of many, many ficlets I am posting on Christmas day. Hope you enjoy!
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"Oh, boy," Thomas said as he stepped through the front door, shivering and shutting it tight behind him. "It's freezing out there."
"I would think so," Logan said flatly, glancing up from his laptop and eyeing his fiancé carefully. "It is snowing."
"No need to be sarcastic," Thomas shut back as he took off his coat, hat and gloves.
"Apologies."
Thomas shivered again. He quickly put his coat, hat and gloves aside, before joining Logan on the couch. Logan watched him, before turning back to his laptop as Thomas sat down.
Thomas immediately curled up at Logan's side, sighing contently.
"Oh, you are warm."
Logan pulled a face as Thomas placed a hand on his arm. It was ice cold, and Thomas's cheek was ice cold, too, as he nuzzled his nose against Logan's neck.
"Must you do that?" Logan sighed, though he made no effort to push Thomas away.
"Shh... heaters don't talk."
"I am not a heater. I am your fiancé."
Thomas hummed, closing his eyes and snuggling even closer to Logan. Logan sighed again, but lifted his arm and faux-reluctantly wrapped it around Thomas's shoulders.
"You can be both."













