Skittery jerked awake, and immediately regretted it. The Lodging House was so cold that he could see his breath, billowing out in clouds from his mouth. He squeezed his eyes shut again and burrowed into the thin faded quilt, trying, unsuccessfully, to block out the chilly October air.
"Hiya, Sleepyhead!" A familiar chipper voice made Skittery open one eye a crack. It was just who he had thought it would be. Mush was leaning forward, hands on knees, peering at Skittery. He groaned, and pulled the quilt over his head. Mush giggled and pulled it off. Skittery curled into fetal position and put his hands over his icy cold feet.
"Get up, get up, get up!" chanted Mush, swirling the quilt over his head like a matador. Skittery groaned again. "Don't make me make you!" Mush's attempt to be threatening was spoiled by his giggles.
Skittery sighed inwardly, and finally opened his eyes. "That's better!" Mush said, and his eyes lit up with his smile. "I wanted you to be able to see your present."
"Present?" Skittery said, confused. Nothing important was happening today, he was sure. "What present?"
"This one." Mush crawled slowly onto Skittery's bunk, crouching low over his body on his hands and knees. Mush's breath washed over Skittery's face, warming it. The two leaned in towards each other, and when their lips touched, the entire room suddenly seemed bathed in summer sunlight.
Cold October Morning by Quill
I wrote this for 'Cold Weather Snippets' on le boards, and really liked it.