Imagine....
Jay buying sweatshirts that are huge on him so Carlos can join him. So when they cuddle Jay will be behind Carlos with his arms wrapped around the small boy. While Carlos would be in front with his arms in the sleeves.
But it wouldn't just be for cuddling, they would walk around on chilly days like that. And all there friends would tease them.
And Carlos trying to hide in the sweatshirt but Jay not letting him. Jay always showing him off and using PDA making Carlos mad. And he like pouts and grumbles while Jay laughs. Let me play out the scene.
Jay P.O.V
The six of us were walking back to our dorms after a great triple date. Mal and Ben and Evie and Doug. With Carlos and I.
We had gone to the fair until the sun started to set before eating at a country restaurant. The whole time was spent laughing and teasing each other.
Now we are heading back to our dorms to get some sleep but it's freezing out. I felt bad because I couldn't give my jacket to Carlos who was shivering next to me. Why you may ask because I didn't bring one either.
Except. The sweatshirt. At my realization I soccer mom Carlos and grab my back pack.
"Jay, what are you doing? It's cold and I want to go to sleep." Carlos whines not pleased that we stopped but I ignore him and pull out the sweatshirt.
I always have it for emergencies like this. Before Carlos can even see what I grabbed I pulled the sweatshirt over his head. His startled cry catches the attention of our friends in front of us.
They watch in amusement as I slide in as well wrapping my arms around him. His arms snake through the huge sleeves and he snuggles in to me.
"You are a genius." Carlos's voice is muffled through the cloth that he buried himself in.
"Thank you. I'm just glad I packed it." "So am I." I grin goofily at him sticking my head into his neck. We continue on in a peaceful silence but it's ruined when Mal speaks up.
"You guys look cozy over there." They all laugh and continue laughing at us.
In the midst of this Carlos raises his right hand that's covered by fabric. But I can make out the recognizable middle finger.
I start laughing hysterically at him and our friends stop teasing to laugh with us. I reach under and put down his hand, chuckling at his perfectly straight face.
"Is wittle Carlos upset?" I ask in a baby voice, my lips pressed to his cheek. He moves away with a pout, crossing his arms grumpily.
"Aw Carlos don't be like that." I say, chuckling when he doesn't budge.
"Well I guess I have to leave if you're so mad at me." I tell him in a fake disappointed voice, ducking under to get out.
His eyes widen and before I can process what's happening Carlos is on my back like a Koala. I stumble forward at the sudden weight on my back, slowly gaining my balance.
Carlos stuffs his head into my neck as I wrap my arms around his thighs to keep him up.
"Don't leave. You're warmf and I wuv you." His voice in the same baby tone from earlier.
I turn my head so were face to face, planting my lips on his. He makes a noise of surprise, immediately kissing back. It's a small and sweet kiss but full of love.
"I wuv you too."
