kc_obrien | [2nd Sem - Episode 2.07] "A Cold (not) Dark Night"

"You know you're not supposed to be up here."

It didn't even surprise Zach anymore that Isabelle could sneak up on him like that. She sounded like she was right behind him, which meant that she'd come through the roof access door, moved across the roughly textured roof and gotten within striking distance without noticing her presence. Can't call it the wind on a night like tonight.

It was bitterly cold at the conservatory, unnaturally so, but the wind had died down to nothing. He turned and found that she was just as close as he'd guessed, shrunk down into one of the giant parkas that they'd been given when winter blew into town. It matched his own, but her tiny form seemed to get lost in it. "Yeah, I know."

"So why do you insist on coming out here?" It was an old argument (as old as any argument could be with someone you've only known for a few months) but one that they couldn't get past.

"Because I've never been in trouble for it, you've never played the tattle tale and I like it up here." He grinned broadly, a grin that made his teeth hurt as a sudden gust of wind took him right in the face. "Why do you keep breaking the rules to harass me about it?"

"Because I like arguing with you." She pushed back the hood of her parka, revealing creamy white skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight, framed perfectly by the blond braids that she parted on either side of her face. "And because you don't want me to not chase you up here."

That was a new part of the argument, but not one that he could begin to contradict. She closed the space between them and curled herself up under his arm. That was new too, but while he would never admit that he liked it, Zach wasn't about to send her away.

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This story is part of the Second Semester of "30 Days of Fic." Today's prompt was: frigid,

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