Warmth

Turning my face down into the collar of my warm woolen coat, I blew warm air upward to try and thaw my frozen nose. I shivered as a gust of freezing wind slipped under my scarf and pierced my skin. Dancing to try to get some blood flowing, I jogged up the front steps and in the door.

"It's cold it's cold it's cold," I chattered as I kicked off my snow boots. Still jumping around and rubbing my arms for warmth, I entered the living room. Fang was stretched out on the couch, looking warm with his hoodie and black sweatpants. He had a blanket around his waist that moved slowly up and down with his even breaths. The book he had been reading before he fell asleep was open on his chest.

Quickly shedding my winter coat, I dove.

Fang made a sound of distress as I pressed my cold nose into his neck. "Max?" He rumbled, his arm automatically curling around me. "You're freezing."

"I know," I said, my words muffled by his hoodie. "You're warm."

Fang was pulling the blanket up around me and rubbing my arms as he looked down at me, his eyes dark and heavy with sleep. The light from the reading lamp threw shadows over his face, creating sharp angles over his cheekbones. A tired smile curved his lips and he settled back into the couch. His arms tightened around me and his eyes slid shut again.

"Are you going back to sleep?" I whispered.

"Mmm."

"'kay." I buried my face back into his shoulder and slid my hands under his strong back.

After all, who needs a heater when you have Fang?

Reverse

"Oh my god."

"Shut up, Max."

"Oh my god."

"You're not helping!"

I grabbed the edge of my seat and squeezed my eyes shut. "Okay. I'm ready."

Fang glared at me from the driver's seat, running a hand impatiently through his mop of black hair. "Remind me why you are teaching me to drive again?"

"Because I'm older than you. And I know how to drive."

He scoffed, dark eyes snapping. "If I remember correctly, the last time you were in charge of the vehicle, we hit another car at 60 miles per hour!"

"Well fine then, if you don't want me teaching you I'll get out right now and you can push the freaking car back to Mom's!" I shouted at him.

"Well if you would have told me how to put it in reverse instead of yelling 'REVERSE' then maybe we wouldn't be having this problem!"

As we argued, I began to see the humor in the situation and burst out laughing. Wiping tears of mirth from my eyes, I glanced at Fang.

He wasn't as amused as I was.

"Just tell me how to put this freaking car in reverse, and I'll get us out of this ditch. Okay?"

"Okay. Pull this lever." I pointed.

"That's it?" Fang was outraged. "Are you kidding me?"

I didn't stop laughing the whole way home.