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[ilymother]

Title: Hold Me Close
Characters: Zack and Kadaj
Location: Outside
Rating: PG, maybe PG-13 at the most?
Summary: Kadaj asked Zack if he could go outside with him, because he hasn't gone outside since his little `accident' and he wants to be around Zack more. Everything seems to go okay until a little problem ensues.
Day/Time: Day Sixty-two/Outside

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[ilymother]

The sound of footsteps made him glance up, head tilting to the side before a soft smile crossed his face, his arms lowering to rest against his sides. He was just about to take his sweater off, which he would probably do anyway, but he'd just go ahead and wait until he got outside.

``Stairs,`` he repeated, looking up and behind the older male for a moment before a half flush crossed his cheeks and disappeared just as quickly. ``Oh, right.`` Lifting his hand, he brushed his hand over his hair and pushed some of the strands behind his ear, his smile widening ever so slightly to a rather cheeky looking grin.

``It's fine.`` His hand lifted once more, sort waving before he dropped it against his side, letting it rest on his hip. Kadaj turned and looked back out the window, licking his lips then glancing back towards Zack, grin returning once more. ``Whenever you're ready, we can go ahead and go outside.``

[ilymother]

Shifting from one foot to the other, he glanced down at the floor then lifted his hands up and tugged off the black gloves that had been covering them, flexing his fingers ever so slightly then tucking the gloves into the pocket of his pants.

He looked towards Zack once more, biting his lower lip before placing his hands back at his sides, trying not to clench them into fists. He didn't want to show how nervous he was about going outside, but he also wasn't sure if he would be able to make it out or not. They would just have to wait and see.

Kadaj blinked then tilted his head down, looking towards his and Zack's hands then smiling again, holding the older male's hand tight in his own and following him outside. Once the door opened and he felt the air, he tensed up a bit and stared up at Zack, pressing himself a bit closer to the other. It really wasn't so bad since he wasn't alone.

[ilymother]

Part of his mind was screaming at him, telling him to go back inside while he could, but he just ignored it and held tighter to Zack's hand. He wasn't going to let himself freak out and run inside, not when he was with Zack and not when he had finally made it outside. There was no point in going back.

He finally made himself relax, letting out the breath that he didn't even know he was holding in and glancing around at all the snow. It was all too familiar, but it didn't bother him.

Feeling his hand being let go, Kadaj looked over for a moment then up at the other male, blinking when an arm went around his shoulders and pulled him close again. He felt a blush creep across his face and he was glad that Zack was busy with his cigarette; maybe he wouldn't notice it. His hand lifted up, coming up to rest on Zack's arm while he smiled lightly and stared back out towards the snow.

[ilymother]

The silver haired male continued looking out towards the snow, trying to just keep his attention on anything but Zack smoking. He was fine with it since his Niisan smoked and all, but it had always seemed a little tempting to try and he almost asked if he could try it, but he resisted the urge.

His head tilted to the side when he felt his shoulder being rubbed, a light smile crossing his face afterwards. Moving ever so slightly, he brought his arms up so he could pull his sweater off, shaking his hair to toss it out of his face once more, tugging his arms free from the shirt.

Now that he could cool off, he tied the sweater around his waist and leaned back against Zack's side, setting his head near his shoulder with a content sounding sigh. ``I'm glad I decided to come outside with you.``

[ilymother]

Kadaj hadn't noticed until just now that they had been moving, his head tilting before he glanced down then back over his shoulder at the doors that weren't too far away. A chill shot through him, the urge to turn and run back to the doors strong now, but he ignored it again, pressing closer to Zack's side.

He took a deep breath, sighing it out slowly and watching the steam that came from his mouth, his hand coming up so he could breathe on it. It felt weird when your fingers were cold and hot air was being blown on them; it was kind of like rubbing your fingers through condensation on a window.

Shaking away his odd thought, he stared over at his friend for a moment when they stopped walking, his hand coming up to rest on Zack's arm, fingers gripping ever so slightly. The other seemed like he was thinking about something, but what? ``Zack, is something wrong . . ?``