𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 | 𝐟𝐢𝐧.

hoodie

Cold.

That's the only thing that you felt. Being a stupid person, you decided to run to your boyfriend's house when he texted you thus leaving your warm jacket at home.

Pounding on his door, you shivered like crazy, swearing that your lips were blue. He opened the door, pulling you in. Immediately you were tangled in his embrace, his heat beginning to warm you.

"Why'd you leave without a jacket?"

"I was trying to get here quicker." He smiled, letting you go. You stood still in the hallway, thawing off under his bright light. After a while, he returned with a hoodie in his arms.

"Here." You thankfully shimmied into it, immediately engulfed in his scent. It calmed you and you melted into it. He smiled, picking you up bridal style. He placed you on the couch, pecking your forehead.

"I'll make you hot chocolate." You nodded, watching him walk away.

"Hey, keep the hoodie. It looks better on you."

He winks and moves off into the kitchen, leaving you a blushing mess.