Imagine bad boy Luke who is not fond of anyone taking his leather jacket or touching it. it's pretty worn out too and he could use a new one but fuck that he's badass. he never takes it off not even for the girl who he's on and off again in a "relationship" with. (really she's just wants to believe she lays claim to him) usually he quips, "find your own goddamn jacket." but one day you're locked out side your house and he's strolling around town out of boredom trying to find a new place to enjoy his cigarette, when he sees you. it's cold outside, probably about to rain and you have no cover. he puts out his cigarette and walks over. so he shrugs off his jacket and hands it to you. at first you're scared, you know his reputation, but you weren't going to decline the kind gesture. and he sits down beside you as you shrug it on, wearing a smirk while chewing on his lip ring. "what?" you say blushing because it probably looked like a dress on you. and he goes "i don't just give that to anyone" then he leans in close "besides yourself, the only place i like that jacket is possibly on the floor." then he leans back having rendered you speechless, and sends you a sly wink
