Weirdo //Elmax //

Chapter 5

The sun was setting on the horizon, and the temperature was gradually dropping. Max noticed that Jane was shivering as they walked, but she didn't know how to react.

After a few minutes during which Jane recounted her latest argument with her father, the redhead stopped, catching the other girl's attention. "What's wrong?"
The two girls faced each other. Max approached the brunette, surprising her, and before Jane could say anything, the redhead took off her jacket and draped it over Jane's shoulders.

Jane furrowed her brow in confusion. "Why?"
Max still had her hands on the beige jacket, a slight smile on her lips, which Jane couldn't help but admire.
"You looked cold, so... there you go, now you're not cold."

They locked eyes for a moment before bursting into laughter together."What an incredible assumption, Max!" Jane couldn't help but laugh between each word she uttered, and clearly, it was equally amusing to the other girl.

As they caught their breath, the two girls looked into each other's eyes again. Jane found herself getting lost in Max's ocean-blue eyes more often than before, and she didn't mind. But lately, she also enjoyed observing something else about the redhead's face: her lips. They were thin and chapped, sometimes Jane caught a hint of blood on them, probably because Max often tore the skin off her lips. But it didn't bother the brunette; she found them very pretty and couldn't stop admiring them a little more each day.

I can try to rewrite your text when Max is a girl. Here is my suggestion:

"You have beautiful lips..."
Max blushed instantly. Jane had whispered that sentence, but not low enough for the redhead to hear it.

Max felt shivers run through her body when the brunette's cold hand grabbed hers and dragged her along, saying they had to hurry home. Jane was more daring than Max in terms of physical contact. but both girls felt the same sensation when their skin touched

After a few minutes of walking in silence, hand in hand, the two girls had to part ways to reach their respective homes.

Jane stared at their intertwined hands and didn't dare to detach them. Max's hand gave her a warmth in her whole being and the mere fact of knowing that she had to let go of it chilled her on the spot.

After a few seconds of gazing at their hands, Max pulled hers away and smiled shyly at the brunette. The redhead noticed Jane's cheeks slightly pink, but she told herself it was the cold.
"Oh, I almost forgot, I have to give you back your jacket." Jane started to take it off when Max interrupted her.
"No, keep it. You must be colder than me and you can give it back to me tomorrow."

Jane stopped and looked at the girl. She was there, in front of her, with a simple green sweater and her nose as red as her hair. How could she leave her jacket when she must be as cold as if she were in Antarctica. Jane hesitated to give her back the jacket, but Max said a sentence that made her forget everything else.
"Besides, you look very beautiful with it."

The sun had set, the streetlights had turned on and the snow was starting to fall again. The two girls did not move, too busy looking at each other and feeling their hearts beat as fast as after a marathon. Snowflakes landed gently on Jane's hair and, for the first time in her life, Max wanted to kiss someone.