Sneering slightly at your playful attitude, Cross lunged at you once more in an attempt to snatch his jacket back, only for you to dodge his attack. Cross was a little annoyed, but he was more riled up in a competitive manner than he was mad. Besides, he found your behavior rather cute. As your boyfriend, he didn’t mind letting you borrow his clothes, he quite liked seeing you in them. But you stealing his jacket while it was cold out was a different story. Crossing his arms over his chest, he shot you a light hearted glare, letting out a slight huff.

Wowwww. Come on! I told you to borrow a jacket, so it’s your fault for not bringing one yourself! You don’t get to steal mine when it’s snowing outside! You don’t get your way this time, hmf.

Pouting slightly, he extended his arm, raising an eyebrow as he waited for you to return his jacket. His shivering had become more evident, and his patience was starting to run out. However, he couldn’t really be mad at you, he cared far too much for you to actually be mad at such a silly thing. Despite letting you borrow his clothing any other time, he stood his ground, not wanting to lose this battle.

Well? I’m waiting for you to give it back, if you were gonna be shivering, maybe you should’ve brought your own, like I told you before!