jenna ortega imagines

↳˗ˏˋyou wearing their sweaterˊˎ˗ ↴

jenna:

Jenna had a weakness for seeing you wear her clothes. Whenever you borrowed her sweater or hoodie, she would immediately notice, and her heart would warm up. A soft smile would spread across her face, and she'd look at you with a mixture of admiration and affection. She might jokingly comment on how cute you look wearing her clothes, or how it looks better on you than it does on her. She'd also probably give you a kiss on the cheek and pull you closer, wrapping her arms around you tenderly.

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wednesday:

Wednesday would be secretly pleased and very happy that you were wearing her clothes. She would stare at you and think about how disgusting (adorable) you looked in her clothes, but would try to keep a straight/blank face as she normally does. However, if you pointed out how she was staring, she might become defensive and pretend like she wasn't, or simply reply with a "You look... look like that's not yours" in a cold tone but not being able to admit how much she enjoyed it. after that you asked if she'd like you to take it off to which obviously you got a lovely threat from her. " take it off and i'll cut out the eyes of your beloved teddy bears."

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tara:

She would look at you, seeing you in the oversized sweater. She would notice that the sleeves are too long, covering your hands. She would probably give you a smirk before walking up to you and holding you close to her, her chin resting on top of your head. "Looks good on you.." she would whisper, her breath against your neck. Her arms would then be wrapped around your waist as she'd press her chest against your back letting you get back to what you was doing , She would rest her head on your shoulder and move to whisper in your ear. "You look adorable in my sweater. You should wear it more often."

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cairo :

Her face would light up the moment she saw you wearing her sweater. It would make her heart skip a beat, her eyes sparkling as a small smile formed on her face. She would approach you, her hands gently touching the soft fabric that you were wearing, a look of possessiveness in her eyes.

"You're wearing my sweater..." She would mutter quietly, her voice low and filled with a sort of possessive love. She would wrap her arms around your waist, pulling you closer to her. "i've gotta get back to studying.. how bout you come keep me company?"