You're on a late night walk with your best friend, Chris.

You decided not to bring a jacket as you didn't want to ruin your outfit.

Surprisingly, Chris had a jacket draped over his arm, though he rarely wore jackets ever.

You're walking down a busy street after he bought you a drink.

Your fingers shook from the freezing drink in your hands.

You pull your sleeves over your fingers, creating a distance between the two.

You look over to Chris who's already staring at you.

"What?" You speak through chattering teeth.

"Oh nothing." He smirks, looking away.

"Why'd you bring a jacket, you never wear one anyway." You ask.

He turns back to you and grabs your shoulders, stopping you.

He drapes the jacket over your shoulder.

"That's why."