Sweater

Dec. 5th, 2012 05:20 pm
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Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: The days were getting colder.
Rating: G
Contains: Nothing
Notes: Set post-series.
Genre: Family
Word count: 296
Status: Complete



The days were getting colder, M-21 noted as he watched the clouds go by as he stood at the balcony. The trees had lost their leaves some time ago, and their breaths had started to freeze in front of them.

He heard the door open behind him, but he didn't turn around, waiting.

The light chuckle was enough to tell him who it was, and M-21 felt a small smile tug at his own lips, just at the fact that Tao was there. There was a crinkle of something though, and M-21 started to glance over his shoulder to see what Tao had in his hands, so he could prepare himself, but something soft and fuzzy was dropped on top of his head, covering his eyes.

He didn't move for a second, wondering what was going to happen next, but when nothing did, M-21 lifted whatever-it-was off his head. It was a sweater, a light grey one.

Looking up, he saw Tao was wearing a black one, and he wondered if everyone else was now wearing a specifically coloured sweater.

"C'mon," Tao said, making fluttering gestures, "put it on."

"And if I don't?" M-21 asked, but it was just a pretence of an argument, and they knew it, M-21 already slipping it on.

"Then you'll get ill and then Boss'll want to know why you're ill."

...That was a very good reason. M-21 couldn't help but poke at the statement though, smiling. "We don't get ill though."

"And now you just jinxed it!" Tao declared, his eyes wide. "You're going to get ill first!"

M-21 just breathed a laugh as they made their way back into the house. Well, if a sweater was all it took to keep him from being sick, he'd wear it.

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Tao commissioned Frankenstein to make them. :|

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