You're laying on your boyfriend's bed with him, "I'm cold, give me your hoodie." You whined.

"I hate you." He groans taking his hoodie off.

"You love me." You grinned as you pull the hoodie over your head.

"You wish." He smirks, laying back down.

"I don't have to wish when it's reality."

He just smiles shaking his head.

"I can never win, can I?"

"Nope." You smiled.

He comes closer to you, then laid his head on your chest.

"What are you doing?" You ask softly as your fingers comb through his hair.

"I gave you my hoodie, now I'm cold." He whined, snuggling closer.

You giggle, draping the soft blanket over you two as he burries his face deeper into your chest, breathing in your scent.