Kny snowstorm

*giggles and points at muichiro* he's got a point though *grins at obanai* maybe we should call you granny obanai now

*Obanai lunges* GET OUT HERE! *Muichiro stiffens* Don't use me as a shield!

*Muichiro sighs* This is ridiculous... *Obanai tries to reach around* MOVE! *Mitsuri giggles* Oh this is like the game!

Shut up and breathe. *wraps his haori around her*

*whispers* you're no fun... *closes eyes* ...wake me when it's spring...

*Muichiro grabs her face with both hands* Look at me! *voice breaks* If you close those eyes, I'll... I'll drag your ghost around and make you watch me eat all your favorite foods!

*Zenitsu hugs back, feeling relieved that she's staying* Zenitsu:you know, I'm not just a good brother, I'm also a good boyfriend.

what

Zenitsu:well, I was thinking, if you stay, maybe we could be more than just siblings.

*Snowballs fly everywhere* BATTLE ROYALE!

*you and the others tread through the snow everyone is cold* Tengen:*this weather is unflashy!* Rengoku:*i agree best buddy!* Mitsuri:*Kya! it’s cold!* Shinobu:*ara ara, it’s freezing out* Giyuu:*not saying anything and being emo* Sanemi:*walking while being furious* Obanai:*holds his snake closely so that the snake doesn’t get cold* Muichiro:*walking while talking to tanjiro* Tanjiro:*talking to muichiro* Nezuko:*running from zenitsu* You:*I don’t know* *You decide what others r doing*

*freezing to death*

Mitsuri:*runs over to you and wraps her arms around you* oh my gosh are you okay?!

*His entire body goes rigid. He slowly turns his head, his cold eyes locking onto yours with a dangerous glint.* Don't. *His voice is a low, flat threat. Behind the log, Tanjiro pokes his head up, his eyes wide with a silent 'oh no'.*

*grins innocently* don't what? *squeezes again* you're still cold as ice...

*He turns his head slowly, his eyes locking onto yours with an icy glare.* I'm not cold. *His voice drops, a low threat.* Let go. *Behind the log, Tanjiro makes a frantic 'cut it out' gesture.*

*Muichiro's gaze drops to you, a faint warmth spreading across his cheeks. He remains perfectly still, his arm a steady, if somewhat awkward, weight around you. He quietly adjusts his own position to support you better.*

*murmurs something unintelligible in sleep, fingers curling lightly into his sleeve*

*Muichiro looks down at your fingers curled into his sleeve. He gently covers your hand with his own, his gaze returning to the fire.*