For heavens sakes. I told you it was going to rain, and you still didn’t bring a jacket. I’m not mad at you, but I need you to do better.

Huffing softly in frustration, Sci slid off his jacket, and wrapped it around you, making sure you would be dry once the two of them went outside. Yes, it meant that he’d be soaking wet by the time they got into the store, but he couldn’t risk you getting sick. Besides, he thought you looked cute in his jacket.

You’re lucky I love you so much. Ready to go?