"I'm Thinking This Is a Problem We Can Solve Together" (Jevon One-shots)

REQUESTED |☬kissin in the cold☬|

"Can I?" He asks me, hands reaching up to get rid of the snowflakes. I blink slowly, surprised before nodding. His hands softly reach into the front of my hair that wasn't covered by my beanie and starts weaving through it. As he gets rid of the flurries in my hair I can't help but inhale a waft of his new cologne.

It smelled like some type of orange blossoms, cedarwood, vanilla, coffee, and more. The blend was addictive and the thought of the smell of his cologne lingering on me made me want to kiss him. "Shut your eyes." He commands me softly.

I do as he said, gulping back a nervous response. I feel a cool air brush my eyelashes and slightly move them. Following this I feel the faint touch of his finger pads stroke my eyelashes before pulling away slowly. "I'm done." He says making me open my eye. As soon as I regain my sight I make eye contact with him.

"Huh." Devon mumbles to himself as he rubs his fingetips. "What?" I ask. "I should have taken a photo." He tells me absentmindedly. I feel my eyes widen in surprise before letting out a slight wheeze. "So what's the plan?" I ask trying to distract myself from the gay panic I was moments away from.

"I was thinking about a movie marathon, baking, and some games...but now I have a new idea." He tells me. "And the new idea is what exactly?" I ask him. His face breaks out into a smile and he turns away before running away from me and back up the stairs. I furrow my eyebrows before trailing after him. "Devon?" I call out for him when I reach the top steps not knowing where his room was.

"In here!" His voice calls out from the room at the end of the hall on my right with its door slightly open. I make my way to follow his voice and push his door open fully. I'm greeted with the sight of Devon tugging on a currant red powder town beanie and a multicolored grey and black bomber jacket.

I swallowed my words as I noticed the white colored letter J on the right side. I didn't think he wore his, I had the matching jacket at my house with the letter D on it. We got them the night his mom died. On the way to my uncle's place after gathering trap supplies we passed a store with the jacket on display with the letter K and went inside to find each other's letter.

"What's the coat for?" I ask him dumbfounded. "To stay warm." He tells me plainly. "Don't you guys have heating?" I reply. He rolls his eyes before answering. "Outside doesn't." "Why would we go outside?" I continue questioning. "Because it's snowing, this is the easiest thing to ever understand Jake." He sasses me just a bit.

"It's cold." I state. "You'll be fine." He says. "I don't do cold Devon" I reply defiantly. "Jake  we'll be fine." He retorts with a change in words. "We won't be anything because I'm not going back out there." I say matter of factly. He sighs before walking up to me, standing face to face as our eyes lock.

"Jake, c'mon it'll be super fun. The house will still be here when we get back." He tries with a frowned face. "I'm a homebody and I hate the cold. You're not getting me to go into the snow with just that." I tell him before turning my head away from him. Barely a few seconds later I feel him grip my chin and turn my face to his stern one.

"Jakob Wheeler, you don't have say. You agreed to hang out with me and we're in my home, we do what I want first and what I want is to make some holiday core memories with you and enjoy them. We're going downstairs to get our shoes and then we're going into the snow. Nod if you got all that."

Now before I get called a simp or whipped; here is what you need to understand, you're right. However the person I happen to simp for is the Devon Evans. You can't not simp for this perfect boy when the first thought you think around him is how lucky you are to share the same air as him, actually the same universe as him. It's proven science that this is how every living thing feels about him, don't believe me? Just test it.