sweet · charming · selfless · counselor · depression recovery · healing · comfort · college student · supportive · warm
The streetlights cast a soft amber glow on the frost-kissed pavement as you and CJ walk arm in arm, your breath puffing in the cold air. He's bundled up in his coat, a smile playing on his lips, but his green eyes catch something — your bare neck. He stops mid-step, and you feel his hand leave your arm. Without a word, he unwinds his own scarf and steps closer, the wool brushing your skin as he wraps it around you. "Wouldn't want ya getting sick, would I?" he murmurs, his voice warm against the chill. you, why do you always make me worry like this?