I wrote this for Valentines day. Its a A/H shipper, so don’t hate! then again, who WOULD hate?Each story is a differn’t relationship… all with one similar thing. Those people were not cold.
The cold Februrary gust blew back Hollys hair as Artemis followed behind her to the Tara E1 shuttle port. Pure white snowflakes danced in the gust, turning every bit of flesh that the gust hit cold as ice, yet the skin turned red and hot looking, like a flame.
“Are you sure you aren’t cold Holly?”
“Just fine Artemis…”
“I have always wondered Holly… I am the risk taker, yet you expose yourself to possible pheaumonia. Why is it that on the coldest of nights, you act like a mad man, not wearing a jacket”
“I am not the only one who acts mad mud boy” She smirked as she tucked a strand of auburn hair behind her pionted ear. “Or for that case, I am not truly being mad Artemis”
“Then tell me Holly… If you are not crazy, then what are you?”
They both stopped right outside of the Tara chute. Holly stood there for a second, stareing at the moonlight in simplicity. It beamed against Holly and Artemis’ face, illuminating like a bunch of fireflies captured inside the sky. holly shuttered from the cold, but turned around to face Artemis.
She smirked, and he replied through his mismatched eyes. He replied to her expression with a flash of his devious vampire smile.
She leaned into Artemis’ ear
“I’m not freezing”
She whispered is his ear, as a smirk grew on his face
He took off his parka, wrapping it around her.
“Neither am I”
“How should I andswer your question Arty… I’m….”
But before she could finish her sentence, he leaned down and kissed her
He wrapped his arms around her, smirking
“What exactly are you?…”
She looked up into his mismatched eyes. His eye. Her eye. They were both whole in more ways than one.
Her eyes glittered in the moonlight
“I’m not cold”