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Xavier Thorpe Scenario !!

Quick disclaimer: this was made with the intent of giving myself motivation to shift, and so a lot of it will be self indulgent, use first person (I, me, etc.) as well as some personal nicknames for myself - Smalls mainly. If you'd like to personalise this scenario, as well as any others or just general fanfiction, you can use InteractiveFics to change the name, nicknames, pronouns, etc. Happy shifting!

"Are you cold?"

He asks me the question with such meaning that I know he knows the answer - he knows I know he know the answer, but I still shake my head and rub my arms with a shiver. It's winter, it's freezing, of course I'm cold! But he'll be cold too, and I can't let him get cold.

"Uh, uh," I shake my head as I try to mask the shaking of my thighs that I can't seem to stop.

Xavier smiles at me and doesn't say anything else as he moves to remove his jacket, revealing the dark maroon hoodie he's wearing beneath it, the white fleece on the inside peeking out of the neckline.

"You're such a bad liar, Smalls, it's insane," He laughs to himself and wraps his black jacket around me, lifting my arms to help push them through the sleeves. "There we go. Cozy?"

I'm getting cozier, but I'll never admit it. "Not really. It's not doing much, Xav, I'll be honest."

And he zips it up fully, the neck coming to cover my mouth and the sleeves flopping over my fingers. 6'4 jacket on a 5'4 girl - it must look horrific from his angle. Why is he with me, again?

"You look," he cuts himself off with a snort but shakes his head, "you look great Smalls. Still cold?"

I nod wordlessly because I'm not still cold, but I just want to see how far I can push him before he has me wrapped in a blanket with a cup of hot chocolate in my hands.

Without warning, Xavier moves closer towards me and wraps his arms around me, rubbing my jacket-clad shoulder with an expectant look in his green eyes. "Still cold?"

"Getting warmer."

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