LOST - 10

Yoshiro woke up in the middle of the damn night. He cursed as he felt the freezing air on him. The rain already stopped so why was this cold weather? Where did this come from? It was so cold even this damn blanket didn’t help. They didn’t have the hearth lit up earlier since it was warm. They expected it would be warm at night as well. He dreaded having to leave their shelter just to gather woods to feed to the hearth. It was dark in this little room, so how much more for the forests outside? There had been no moon if he recalled correctly.

He looked at the far side of the futon and saw Kazuki. The man slept so far from him, half his body was almost on the cold floor and his back faced him. The man really wanted to avoid him, huh? He scowled then his expression softened when he felt the cold. He looked longingly at Kazuki.