RedSon's Warmth

Hug the cold away

Although he doesn't mind the cold or the fact that his entire body is like a heat generator, Fire powers are very useful under cold weather, as normal human beings shivered and wrapped their bodies with thick fur coats, thick jackets, and layers of shorts. RedSon could just wear a good shirt and jeans, and if he feels like it's a glove and boots, like he said, it doesn't bother him, but he also doesn't want any snow touching his skin. It feels so strange—not unpleasant—but it's not just something he'll get used to since he's never made close contact with snow before. He'll just stay inside. Until winter passes,

But then an unsuspected big snow storm hit, and by unsuspected, RedSon actually miscalculated its arrival, but luckily for our hero, he and Mei were quick enough to evacuate the people just in time for them to not get frostbight with how cold it was.

While Mei took care of the old ladies and children, Mk was out trying to see if there were more civilians. With his clones and his extendable stick, he was able to cover more ground. Meanwhile, Piggy cooks some warm soup, and while Sandy and his blue cat whip up tea and cookies for the old ladies and the little kids, everyone seems to be all safe and enjoying the moment, despite the fact that there's a whole snowstorm outside. As he stood at the door waiting for Mk, he heard a cat screeching and hissing. RedSon lit up a flame, revealing Mk holding onto a stray Calico cat. It doesn't look friendly, but Mk ran to the bunker and handed it to Sandy to maybe calm it down.

RedSon closed the bunker's doors. And now he can see more clearly that that cat was attacking Mk, or mainly his jacket. His leather brown jacket has a few holes in it, making snow be able to infiltrate into his shirt and touch his half-human skin. Well, it can't help; it's probably really old by now.
And just as he suspected, Mk started to blow white breaths while also trying to entertain the youngest fans in the room or bunker. He's getting colder, and it's bothering RedSon that the little doodles would rather stay there with the little kids rather than get warmer. Perhaps RedSon can do something about it and help him out a bit.

Just as he was about to walk over to Pigsy's little table for hot soup, the power went out, and even though they have an automatic emergency light source, it's just enough to see but not very clear. It's probably not a good idea to carry a bowl of soup where there's a little kid around. And Mk didn't stop getting cold, as he was still shivering a bit, just enough not for anyone else to notice. He's surprised that the little kids didn't point that out; maybe they thought that's normal Mk behavior.

RedSon Sigh. He thought of a ridiculous idea. He walks slowly and carefully, so he won't bump into anyone too hard. He went and opened his hands wide, slowly moving his heat to his body to make it a tad bit hotter, and as soon as he feels Mk body closed to his, he wraps his arm around a surprisingly built body that belonged to someone like Mk, who stuffed his face with a lot of unhealthy snacks, drinks, and not enough nutrition food.

Mk luckily understood and just silently stood there for RedSon to warm him up.
And make him not shiver anymore. But minutes passed, and Mk was stiff as a statue, which confused RedSon a bit. Sure, he doesn't want Mk to make any scene of his rare gesture, but he's been too quiet.

"What's wrong with you? Why so quiet?" RedSon said, looking at what he assumed was Mk's face as the light was so bad. If the lights were on, RedSon would see that Mk has a wide ass smile, but it wasn't, so he couldn't see it. "Oh, nothing; I just like your warm hands; it's nice." " Thanks". Mk whispered and yelled that last part as if afraid someone would hear it, and asked a hundred questions.

Man, I'm sorry about the grammar. Happy new year!