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Crystal would like it to be known that she likes the chase. Loves when boys look her way and try to act uninterested; sure, it’s fun when they are pining after her, but it’s a lot more fun when she has to work for it.
Charles, well, Charles has made it a bit too easy, so far, with his lovely puppy dog eyes on her, bounding after her with an eagerness that would normally put her off, she was pretty sure at least. All while smelling like fur and leather, a musky smell coming from his jacket especially, the one with patches and the fur collar.
That jacket is the perfect boyfriend jacket.
It would be big on her, it would reach down to her midthighs, and the sleeves would completely envelop her hands like little paws. It looks warm, and comforting, and well, Crystal could use with a little comfort right now, with her memories gone and living with a hostile vampire and a lovely, simping, werewolf.
And like any good boyfriend jacket, she has to have it.
Even if she wasn’t sure if Charles was her boyfriend yet.
The first time she tried to get Charles to let her wear it was on the ferry to Port Townsend, the chilly wind slicing through her purple jacket like it wasn’t a thick wool coat. She shivered, eyes drifting to the thick leather jacket Charles was wearing, and well…
“Hey, can I wear your jacket? It’s like, super cold,” Crystal asked, wrapping her arms around herself to rub her arms.
“Oh, man, I completely forgot you can get cold. We can head inside if you want, haven’t really cared for ocean views in a long time.” Charles replied, looking down at her, quirking an eye at her hand that had stretched out to take the coat. Instead, he took it, holding her chilled hand in his somehow colder one, leading her back inside the ferry cabin.
Oh, it’s so on.