Akatsuki Blanket Novels & Stories

Until… “Those guys… I’m going to get back at them someday.” Says Akihiko while laying down and facing the ceiling. Suddenly a small white object flies in front of him and sits on his face. “Hahah… I’m fine. It’s okay, Pei.” He says after getting the white object off his face. The white object was a mini-spirit. It was incapable of harming anyone and was not strong enough to touch anyone other than those who could see it and most of all it was one of his only friends.

In the reflection of the window, I caught glimpses of pale skin and delicate curves as she peeled off her blouse. "You're watching!" she accused, catching my gaze in the reflection. I didn't deny it. "I'm making sure you don't pass out from hypothermia." "You shameless—" she sputtered, yanking off her wet pants and throwing them at my head. I caught them easily and tossed them aside. Reaching under the seat, I pulled out a Moonlight Thermal Blanket specially designed for werewolf physiology.

and stands up straight from leaning on the bars. Himari stands up too after she makes sure the blanket covered Mizu's body completely and says in a serious manner, " Akane was right, tomorrow she will surely win her fight. Now, at the time had been already quarter to 9 we need to go back to our own room before 10 o'clock," she said looking at the wall clock. Haruto suddenly threw the rest of the cloaks towards them and they easily catch it. The black cloak sways strongly when they start wearing it. On the back, a logo of a terrifying silver dragon with an open mouth was imprinted, indicating they are from East House.

She drank it like it was nothing and then looked straight forward, watching the sun rise. I can’t do anything but to sigh. “Are you feeling better now?” I asked then I sat beside her. She glanced at me and smile for a little. “Still not feeling well, but I am better now.” She said then sighed. She hugged herself and blew air from her mouth. She’s cold. I quickly looked around to find blankets. Gladly I saw a white one on the other seat in here. I gave it to her and she reached it. She covered herself with it to feel warmth. I really hope for your healing Amira.

I felt it before I saw it, a warmth spreading around me as something heavy draped over my shoulders, spreading warmth to my body. A thick cloak. I looked up, tears blurring my vision. Atlas stood before me, dressed in grey sweatpants and a black pullover, his hair tousled from the wind. His eyes burned silver in the moonlight as he crouched in front of me. His thumb brushed across my cheek, wiping away tears I hadn’t realised were still falling. “Don’t cry,” he murmured, his voice low and rough. I stared at him, my chest heaving. “What are you doing here?”

He paid with some pieces of copper he had saved from long ago when he was still working in the mines. When Aki at last finished, she was carrying many bags of meat, fresh vegetables and fruits, eggs and cheese. She even had one lovely yukata robe fused with long, swinging sleeves called furisode, a cluster of pinkish-purple Arctic parraya, and a shamisen, which was a three-stringed musical instrument. Apparently, every shop owner plied her with their goods without asking for payment.

In fact, it wasn’t even up to a fifteen-minute walk. Amber and Bianca had come with us too because they had to bring the bunches and everything. After finding a perfect place to lay the blanket, They laid the red, expensive-looking cloak on the ground. I almost couldn’t even bring myself to sit on it. “This blanket looks like it cost a fortune,” “The fabric was given to me by my brother. It was three yards of Vicuna fabric that was given to him by one of the human ambassadors who came last spring. I asked the dressmaker to make a blanket from it since I have so many dresses already.”

I promise myself. “Delivery for Mr. Hagakure!”. I would’ve thought that Miyamura was done with me, if I didn’t get these packages every day since he told me to wait for him. I get a package twice a day— in the morning and at night. Like clockwork. His gifts range from clothes, to snacks that I didn’t know he knew I liked, to pillows, and to hundred percent cotton blankets that only an alpha who truly knows an omega would buy— no omega hates a good cotton blanket for nesting.

He's perfectly cocooned by LV and I'm jealous. Napayuko ako sa sarili’t kumunot ang noo. Noon ko lang napansin na may kaparehong blanket din ang naka- cover sa ‘kin.Color lang ang pinagka-iba, him is black while mine's caramel brown. Alam kong wala iyon kanina bago ako makatulog. Does it mean he let me use his expensive blanket kasi ayawy niyang malamigan ako? Ayaw ko man pero napangiti ako. Shit. Kanina pa ko parang tangang ngumingiti sa mga sinasabi at ipinapakita nito. Kailangan kong kumalma.