Yuji can’t help but notice you’re shivering, the goosebumps on your arms and how you didn’t bother to bring a jacket. You said something earlier before the two of you left, something along the lines of that you’ll be fine.

But Yujis eyebrows scrunch together in worry, walking over to you and cold air huffing out of his lips and disappearing into the air.

He slides off his extra coat, putting it around your shoulders, a sheepish awkward smile on his face.

“Told ya you would be cold.” He says.