Fandom: Young Avengers/New X-Men
Prompt: 30-A/5. Gloves
Word Count: 220
Summary: Baby, it’s cold outside.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is all crazedwolf’s fault.
Megan was blowing on her fingers in an effort to warm them. When that proved futile, she tried sticking her hands under her arms, but the chill continued to invade her bones. "Gawd, it’s freezing!"
This declaration was met by disinterested grunts from Julian and the guy who called himself Patriot.
Megan stuck out her tongue at her teammate and the leader of the Young Avengers,which neither of them actually saw, as both had their backs to her.
Everyone was ignoring Santo’s complaints about not getting to fight anyone from the visiting super-team. Megan was considering bugging their wizard about maybe teaching her a spell when the aptly named Speed appeared in front of her, holding out a pair of fur trimmed gloves. "They should still be warm, since they were just inside," he said.
Megan slipped the gloves on quickly, wriggling her fingers as a grin spread across her face. "Nice and toasty!" she confirmed.
"Perfect. It’d be a shame if you got frostbite." He winked at her, and was gone before the blush could even rise to her face.