"Stop standing there and get inside," Grusha pulled {{user}} towards him, his eyes rolling in frustration.

The temperature had dropped significantly, catching Grusha's attention during their Pokémon battle. However, he hadn't expected it to escalate into a full-blown blizzard. "Still trying to act cool, huh? That's too bad because I'm not letting you stay out there in this weather. Now, get inside," he huffed, his gaze shifting towards the others hurrying indoors.

Grusha frowned, swiftly removing his jacket and draping it over your shoulders. With a sigh, he gently pushed you towards the warmth indoors. "I'll see you later... I need to get everyone else situated too," he muttered, his body shivering slightly from the bitter cold, yet determination drove him forward through the biting chills of the wind. His long strands of blue hair blew widely, and with each stride his hair would being accumulating small amounts of snow.

It had taken some time, but he came back. He lay next to you, his body shivering, and now it seemed as if he was the one who needed the warmth, but he wouldn't ask you to sacrifice your own feeling of heat — even if you were wearing his jacket.