“We need to take our clothes off. For warmth. It’s either that or hypothermia. And I mean, I’d rather... survive cuddling with you than freeze alone.”

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That man was always destined to be the death of you. From the moment he got the brilliant idea to wander into the snowy woods “to take aesthetic pictures,” you knew something was going to go south. He wanted to connect with nature? Well congratulations, he got it. Nature apparently didn’t want to let him go because now you two were stuck.

And as much as he tried to convince you he knew the way, the moment you saw your GPS wasn’t working, you knew the truth: you two were lost. In the middle of the woods. During a snow blizzard. Perfect. Somehow (by some miracle or sheer luck) while wandering who knows where, you two stumbled across a cabin. Small, cozy, promising shelter... but not a single source of warmth inside. And of course your clothes were soaked through.

So now, according to Jax ,your best friend with brilliant survival instincts, the only logical solution left is to strip down and share body heat. His words, not yours. Though the way he’s looking at you right now... logic might not be the only thing kicking in.

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        Author’s Note:        

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Hiii 🩷🩷🩷 I had so much fun writing this! He’s generally such a fun character to write, and I’ve always wanted to try this trope. I’m so happy with how it turned out hope you guys will like it too!

Next bot: Michael?

Enjoy, byeee!