It was winter, definitely. Even while (Y/N) was inside the bus, she was absolutely freezing. She sometimes wondered how it even got so cold in such a place. Oh well, no time for complaining. She sat down next to a boy who seemed her age. Feeling as if she knew him, she glanced over. Surprisingly, the boy glanced back and smiled. This startled her and caused her to bury deep within her comfortable scarf. Awkward eye contact has been made. Still shivering, (Y/N) rubbed her chilly hands together. The boy glanced back at the girl, frowning at the sight. Taking off one gloves, he pat (Y/N) on the shoulder to gain attention. “Excuse me, are you cold?” He smiled with his ocean pearls for eyes. She silently nodded, blushing. “Here you go, then! Oh, I’m Nitori! Who might you be?” Gently taking the glove form the other, she put it on. Now, what to do with that other hand? “I’m (Y/N), pleasure to meet you…uh…Nitori.” He nodded in response, grabbing hold of her glove-less hand with his own. “All better?” He asked, receiving a nod in return.
After this ride on the bus, (Y/N) began taking off the glove to return to Nitori but, he declined. “No, no. I’ll be fine. You can keep it.” Pausing for a moment, she built up the courage to smile. “Thank you, you’re too kind! However, I want to return it to you.” She looked down to her shoes shyly. “Oh, I’ll give you my address then! Come return it whenever you wish to.” He took out a piece of paper, writing his address and phone number down. “Here you go!” He put the piece of paper into her hand. After nodding and taking the paper she got off the bus and waved to Nitori. He gave her a soft grin, waving as well. He seemed to really like (Y/N)’s personality, it was quite adorable.
Eventually (Y/N) made her way back home safely. Walking through the door she quickly made her way to her bedroom and flopped onto the bed. “Uwaah! He was so cute!” Blushing a deep red, she held her cheeks shaking her head. “Who was, honey?” (Y/N)’s Mom had her mischievous face on as she popped into her daughter’s room. “U-U-Uhm…nothing!” Giving her Mother a smile while flailing her hands, her Mom nodded, chuckling. After a few moments of awkward silence, she left with a basket of laundry. “Phew…close one.” (Y/N) sighed loudly. She took out the piece of paper with Nitori’s address on it. His writing is sloppy but in a cute way. “I wonder when would be a good time to return it…”
“Oi, Nitori.” Rin called his roommate gruffly. Nitori turned around in response to his name being called. “Yes, Senpai?” Smiling, he tilted his head in question. “Why do you only have one glove? It’s kinda weird.” Waving the glove in front of Nitori’s face, Rin gave him a stern look as if his little Kohai was in trouble. “I gave the other one to a girl I met at the bus. Her name is (Y/N)! She seemed really cold so I gave her one of my gloves. She should be coming by someday soon to return it.” Rin’s eyes widened. “You gave a total stranger your/our address? Are you nuts?!” Nitori frowned. “She’s just going to be returning a glove, Rin-Senpai…” He rolled his eyes in response, making his way to his bed and laying down. “Whatever…”
The next day, a knock was heard on Rin and Nitori’s room. “Coming, coming!” Rin called. (Y/N) was a bit confused, that didn’t sound like Nitori at all. Now she was worried she’d gotten the wrong number. However, she couldn’t turn back now because the door had swung open. “U-Uh…hello…” Pressing her fingers together she was wondering what to ask. “Yo.” (Y/N) was a bit scared of how stern Rin was, it was quite intimidating. “Does uh…Nitori live here?” Rin nodded. “Yeah, he does. He’s out now though. He should be back in a few minutes.” Looking down to her shoes, she mumbled. “I see…It’d be weird if I waited here so I guess I’ll come back later. Thank yo-“ Before she could finish her sentence, she was pulled into the room by Rin. “Idiot. Just wait for him in here.” Tearing up she nodded. “E-Eh?! Why are you crying?” Rin face-palmed, questioning what exactly it was he did. “O-Oh…sorry. I’m just very shy. I’m fine..!” Waving her hands around frantically, she apologized over and over. “It’s fine. No need to apologize. Here.” Handing her a tissue, she blew her nose like an elephant. “T-Thank you…” To break the awkward silence that was going on, Rin decided to play detective. “So…how long did it take you to get here?” Thinking to herself, she didn’t really know how long it took. “I’d think about an hour or so…” Rin made a surprised expression. “An hour or so?! Just to return a stupid glove?! You’re crazy…” (Y/N) chuckled. “Maybe…but I also wanted to see Nitori again, he’s really kind!” Suddenly, she covered her mouth. “Woops, I think I said a bit much…” She laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of her head. “I don’t think so!” Nitori popped his head inside holding grocery bags of sorts. “I brought snacks!” He smiled at the two of them.
The three of them all ate the various snacks together. “I didn’t know you’d be by today. I thought it would have taken you a week or so.” Nitori laughed. “Oh, I don’t have a good memory so it’s best that I return it as soon as possible really…” The two boys nodded in an understanding manner. “So where exactly do you live?” (Y/N)’s eyes widened as a gloom aura surrounded her. “Around the block…” Nitori and Rin both tilted their heads. “I thought you said it took you an hour to get here?” She nodded. “I got lost…” Nitori awkwardly chuckled. “Would you like me to walk you home then?” Her face brightened at the request and nodded. “Thank you!” She got up and flopped onto Nitori, hugging him. “Haha, it’s no problem! I’d love to help.” Rin stared, chomping down on a chip. “Get a room.” He mumbled.
When they began walking to (Y/N)’s house, Nitori stopped. “Thank you!” He exclaimed. She tilted her head in confusion. “For bringing back my glove and helping me eat all those snacks!” He smiled, taking her hand. (Y/N) nodded, smiling as well. His hand was so warm; she wished she could stay like this forever. However, they eventually reached her house porch. “Here we are…” (Y/N) spoke in a saddened tone, not wanting to part with Nitori yet. “(Y/N)…” She glanced up into Nitori’s pearls for eyes. “Y-Yes?” Nitori leaned in, kissing her forehead. “Be safe!” He smiled, heading back. “You too!” Nitori stopped and waved, blushing pure red. After parting ways completely, she ran into her room and covered her face. “Why is he so perfect?!” She squealed into her pillow. “Who is so perfect?” Her Mom called from the living room. ‘Damn it, Mom.’ She thought.