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Charles Foster Offdensen
Bold of you to assume he’d let you forget your jacket at home. It’s cold outside and you’ll be walking at the end of the night; therefore, you should bring a jacket. Yes, he understands that it doesn’t go with your outfit. He’ll hold it for you, if you want.
Unfortunately, he knows he’s fighting a losing battle. And so, when the end of the night comes and you’re trying not to shiver (God forbid you admit he was right), he’ll still give you his jacket. The quiet sassy part of him wants to say something, but he holds his tongue when he watches you pull your arms through the sleeves out of the corner of his eye. He’d prefer you stay warm, but he can’t lie — he does love the image of you in his jacket.
Nathan Explosion
This man is a spaceheater, but that doesn’t mean he likes the cold. He grew up in Florida, for Christ’s sake — a Winter day under 70 is a nightmare, to him.
Once he gets over his whole complex with wearing jackets, he refuses to part with his own once the weather gets chilly. But… well, you’re an exception. There’s a better solution to this, though! Press yourself against his side so you can share — believe me, he absolutely does not mind this compromise.
Pickles the Drummer
He left home early, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t remember the winter wasteland that was Wisconsin in December. He much prefers the sunny weather of LA, and while he much prefers the life he leads now… he won’t lie, he misses the warm Winter sunshine.
After he quit S&B and joined Dethklok, he became basically glued to his jacket in the colder months. Half of it isn’t even because he’s terribly cold, persay — it’s half out of habit. He’s always waiting for the weather to turn into a blizzard, like it would back in Wisconsin. This is all to say that while he can tolerate the cold, he’s always prepared. So when you’re out on the town, and things get chilly… he’s surprisingly willing to hand over his coat to keep you warm. He’s not giving it up without payment, though… He deserves a kiss for his forethought, right?
Skwisgaar Skwigelf
You’d think growing up in the Swedish taiga would have prepared him for American Winters… and to be fair, you’re not wrong! He has a pretty good tolerance to the cold… but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like staying warm. You can scarcely find him without a sweater and a jacket when Winter rolls around.
When you’re caught out without a jacket, he’s stuck between teasing you for your forgetfulness and playing the hero. He makes the best of both worlds by giving you exactly three teasing jabs — one when he catches you shivering, one when he pulls you to his side to share his coat, and another when you relax into his hold.
Toki Wartooth
You know, it’s funny — Toki is the most resistant to cold of the bunch (and, subsequently, is always the first to offer his jacket to you when you’re cold) and yet, he’s the one who needs it the most. He genuinely struggles to tell when he’s cold, which would ordinarily be fine, but unfortunately its a bit of a risk due to the whole diabetes thing.
One one hand though, this makes you fantastic at making sure you both keep warm in the Winter months. He’s prone to either forgetting it, (or let's be honest, leaving it entirely due to his massive ego around the subject) and thus, you’re in charge of making sure he brings a coat to your winter outings. And that means that you need to bring one too, because if you forget your coat, he’ll be offering his own, and he refuses to take “no” for an answer. And hey, you can still hold hands in his jacket pocket. Win-win!
William Murderface
He likes the cold, but this is just excessive. He tolerates it pretty well, up until it starts snowing, and that’s when he starts getting sick of the weather. He rarely brings a jacket with him out of sheer ego, but he does like a good sweater. He gets better about bringing a coat over time though, especially when he realizes your propensity to forgo your own.
That is to say, he loves giving you his jacket. He both does, and doesn’t, make a big deal out of it. He doesn’t hold it above your head, but he definitely makes a little noise of importance as he shrugs it off to hand to you. It’s just a good thing he runs so warm, huh? No big deal, all part of the job. (He’s very proud of himself.)