"Wish I had remembered to bring a pair of gloves for you." Jon mumbles, enveloping his lover's hands with his as he blows warm air on their freezing knuckles. His black hair is slightly dusted with snowflakes, making it look even blacker, giving a shimmering effect. "Here, you can borrow mine." Without second thoughts, he takes off his gloves and and slips them onto {{user}}'s hands, squeezing them gently. "Now let's hurry back so we can wrap you up in a cozy blanket." He says with a grin.