Janoskians Preferences

Preference #38 He gives you his jacket.

James-  His eyes scanned down the dress you had on with a smirk. Who was he to complain about seeing you look this amazing? The wind was cold and as lovely as you looked today, you were going to freeze. He sighed saying, "You're going to get cold eventually in that.." You shrugged. "I'll be okay," you said eyeing up at him. You two had been inside most of the weekend, due to bad weather, and he finally decided to take you out. He shrugged his jacket off, "Here, take my jacket," the button up he had on underneath was rolled to his forearms. "You positive?" You asked, sliding it on. "Yeah," he said slowly, tongue darting out to lick his lips, "it looks way better on you."

Luke- "You cold?" He asked, hands rubbing your bare arms up and down for friction. The weather called for it to be in the sixties and you hadn't come prepared. You were too eager for spring to arrive, and the minute you heard it might be a bit warmer today you got a little too excited. You shivered once, trying to fight off the nip of the wind. "Yeah," you finally admitted, eyes pulling away from all the cameras before you as you left the club. He immediately shrugged off his coat and draped it around your shoulders and drew you to his side, lips against your temple. You did look rather adorable like this, he thought. "Can't have my baby being cold, now can I?" You grinned, ducking your head into his chest as he rained kisses down on the top of your head. "No," you giggled, pulling his jacket closer, "but what about you? You're going to freeze." He was left in just his t-shirt but he didn't seem bothered. "I have you to keep me warm," he whispered, tilting your chin up for a quick kiss.

Beau- "Come for a walk with me," he pleaded, dragging you by the hand to the back door of his mom's house. "Beau, it's 1 a.m..," you groaned, not wanting to exert any energy. Why couldn't you just watch a movie like a normal couple? But this was his holiday and you reminded yourself you had promised to do whatever he wanted. "Please," he pouted, that full lower lip you liked to nibble on in a pout. You couldn't resist him when he did that and he knew it. "Fine," you sighed, and he let out a quiet laughter and tugged you outside. "Beau, it's freezing," you wbined, teeth clacking together. "Here, take this," he slid off his jacket, and helped you put it on. You were so busy thinking about the time and the weather that you didn't even think about the stars. He tugged you down the hill and urged you to lie down. Just as you were about to protest he said, "Look up."  

Daniel-  "Hey Skip," you called from the living room, "yes my love?" He called back, pulling two beers out of the fridge. "Think I could borrow a sweatshirt?" You were freezing. Daniel liked to keep the house pretty cool, because he liked wearing layers and he liked to cuddle and he knew the colder his house was, the more likely it was that you would curl up into his lap. "Yeah, here," he tugged the one he was wearing off, his t-shirt beneath rising with it so you caught a glimpse of his stomach. "Take this," you slid on his sweatshirt, wrapping the end of the sleeves over your hand and bringing them to your chin. "I've decided you look way too good in that sweatshirt and you absolutely have to keep it," he plopped down next to you and grabbed you by the strings and drew you close, planting his lips on yours. "Really?" You asked against his mouth, lips brushing over his.

Jai- "Come on!" He yelled, flying from his seat as the Rovers missed another goal yet again. He raked his fingers through his hair, a sign that he was truly agitated and dropped back down into his seat. "It was practically an open net," he groaned to you, hand reaching for yours. He'd been so excited when you surprised him with tickets that he sprinted out of the house without second thought. "Holy shit, you're freezing," he said, hands rubbing over yours. "I'm a bit cold," you laughed, pulling your long sleeve shirt down over your fingers. "Here, take my jacket," he unzipped it and let you slide it on. He zipped it to the top and kissed your nose, draping his arm around the back of your seat. "Warm now?" He asked, a small smile on his face. You grinned, pressing your nose to the collar where it still clung his warmth and smelled like his cologne. "Never better," you smiled. He pulled you close, the arm around your shoulder keeping you anchored to his side.