A cold breeze woke me up. Confused, I opened my eyes to see Mikko leaning against my window frame while looking out the, now open, window. "Are you really standing naked in front of my window?" I asked teasingly.
I didn't get the smirk I expected. He didn't even look over at me. He had something on his mind. I sat up, holding the blanket over my chest. My back felt instantly frozen. "What's wrong?"
I reached for his sweater, which I couldn't understand how it was still on the bed after last night. It was still too early to be awake. I pulled on the sweater as he continued to gaze outside. I ignored the cold when I scooted out of bed. I hesitated for a few seconds before I decided to wrap my arms around his waist. "What's wrong?"
He brought one of his hands down to cover mine. "You reali
