winter passing

<div align=center>William shrugged, "I guess so." He beamed at Gabe, shifted, and began to unzip his many layers, it became clear that he was wearing a hoodie and two jumpers underneath his coat, he kept the last one on, still the same tattered, olive sweater that looked like it had seen far better days. It looked even worse than it had last time if that was even possible, judging by the many holes in it, it probably didn't keep in the heat that well. He hung them all neatly on the back of his chair, and wrapped a hand around the china mug in front of him, taking another delicate sip before replacing it back on it's saucer.

William shrugged, "the sun burns me." He stated, "I just like the warmth." Gabe knew that, though, William's craving for constant warmth could be compared to a reptile, that was partly the reason he always snuck down to Gabe's dorm in the middle of the night, though it was mostly just an excuse to snuggle with him, as mentioned before. He gripped just a little tighter, moving his hand and weaving his fingers through Gabe's. "This is nice." He mumbled, looking away and shuffling his feet on the ground just a little. "It's nice to be with you." </div>

<div align=center>William tensed up, and blushed hard. "Um... No, why would I steal your things? I'd never ever steal your things!" This all came out the boy's mouth very very quickly and all of a sudden William seemed completely unable to look Gabe in the face. Meaning he was lying and doing an awful job of it. He stole Gabe's things frequently, shirts and hoodies mostly, though occasionally underwear found it's way back to William's room as well, and never seemed to go back again. He liked to wear Gabe's clothes, they were warm and they smelled nice. They smelled like Gabe and that made him happy. "... I stole it."

Bill nodded, "even with sun cream." He frowned, though maybe that was because you were meant to reapply it all the time, William could never reach any of his body parts to reapply it to, and thus ended up getting burned there. He was just a little bit unlucky in all kinds of weather, really. In the winter he got sick and in the summer he got burned, Bill didn't take very good care of himself. It wasn't that he didn't care about himself, it was just that he didn't really know how to look after himself, or often, he merely forgot.</div>

<div align=center>William let out a squeak and clapped both hands over his mouth. There was no point lying about it, he had stolen a lot of things from Gabe, he hadn't really meant to, it had just sort of happened and William hadn't taken them back again. He tended to stay with Gabe on a whim or when he was already in his pyjamas, so he either wore Gabe's things to bed or if he had already been wearing his pyjamas, wear Gabe's things on the trip back to his dorm. They never made their way back to Gabe, and William frequently slept in them, or wore them like he had been the hoodie. ".. The washing machine didn't eat your underwear." He finally said, shrinking back just a little. "I stole them." It was a strange thing to steal he supposed, but half the time he didn't even mean to.

"I can never reach." William mumbled, his arms didn't bend that way. How was he supposed to do anything about it when he couldn't reach? Maybe he'd just stay inside this summer, he could always look out the window at the nice weather, wasn't that exactly the same? It was warm inside, he couldn't get burned inside either. William didn't see any downsides to this plan, and thought it was rather good.</div>

<div align=center>Your jokes aren't funny. William returned flatly, mentally. There was a slightly irritated sort of look on his face, and his hands had gone back to his mug. Please refrain from ever making jokes. He picked his mug up and took a short sip from it. "You're not cute." He yawned, and ran a hand through his hair. He wondered if Gabe had realized that he'd been stuck in his head for the past half hour or so. Bill had got a lot better at focusing himself on one person, it didn't make him as tired anymore. It'd probably take a few hours before he started getting sleepy.

That was perhaps the one thing that bothered him about Gabe, his complete and utter lack of romance. It just wasn't there at all, and it irritated William to some extent. He made that well known though, he'd shuffled his chair a few inches back and was still scowling very slightly, though the emotion was so faint that it was almost difficult to tell. "I'm not giving any of your clothes back." He stated with a shrug, bringing his mug to his lips once more. It went back to the saucer with a quiet clink.</div>

<div align=center>"I'm gonna rip your hands off when you're sleeping." William mumbled casually, swirling the coffee in his cup and staring blankly into the dark liquid. William scolded Gabe for more or less every joke he made, half of them simply weren't funny and the other half made William want to punch him square in the face. He yawned softly and laughed, "you're so annoying today." He stated lazily, "thanks for buying me coffee, though." He said with a shrug. Gabriel could go from adorable to stupid in five seconds flat, and William's mood made the journey down south with it. "You'd been so nice at the beginning, darn." He told him with a smile.

It wasn't clear if he was joking or not, it was always awfully difficult to tell with William. The smile that had punctuated the end of his sentence suggested maybe it had been, a mean one though. Gabe had successfully destroyed whatever romantic atmosphere had been there before though, that was probably what William was irritated about. He tipped his cup up and downed the rest of his coffee. He got the feeling this might have drawn what had been a nice little date at the beginning to a close.</div>