روايات وقصص ضمن Jacksepticeye Hoodie

Grabbing Jake’s hoodie from my wardrobe I pulled it over my head. Even though it had been washed it still smelled of him. I loved it. Weird but it gave me comfort, it made me feel safe. Stupid right considering it’s only a hoodie. Putting my glasses on I slipped my feet into my sneakers just as my phone started to vibrate in my hand. He sure picked his timings. Holding it up I slid my finger across the screen.

They look somehow suspicious with the way they are dressed up. Both of them were putting on a black hoodie with black pants. They wore face caps and black glasses. "That's him coming over from there!" One of them said inwardly, and Jaden was surprised at how he heard his thoughts. Immediately Jaden looks up, their eyes meet, and what he sees through the person's glasses, scares him. "Werewolf!!"

Lips, glossy, violet black perfection. When I stepped out, the boys wolf whistled in unison. “Holy hell,” Zephyr muttered. “We’re not going to make it to breakfast, are we?” “Oh, you are,” I teased. “But you're gonna suffer through it.” I twirled, letting the hem of my deep purple hoodie dress flip up just enough to tease. A silver skull sparkled on the chest, matching my combat boots. Fishnets completed the look because, obviously. I don’t do subtle.

Ryder angrily threw one of the pieces of wood to the fence before standing up. Jake was wearing a dark hoodie again. It covered half of his face and all Ryder could see, be there a working light bulb or not, were just a fair-skinned chin and two pink lips like two soft petals of a rose. "You really like to be mysterious, don't you?" Ryder glared at the hood. She walked a few steps back from the fence to keep a safe distance from Jake and then spoke again. "Why did you come back again?"

I saw the sincerity in his eyes but I was still sceptical. "It's fine. By the way, I still have your hoodie. The one you told Jasper to give me yesterday as I was leaving," I informed him in an attempt to change the topic and to reduce the thick tension. I only hoped he would not ask for it right away since I had not even thought about washing it. The hoodie smelled so good that I subconsciously decided not to wash it, fearing the scent would be washed away. " Keep it. It looks good on you."

His eyes flicked between me, Elijah, and Phoebe, uncertainty written all over his face. "Excuse me," he said cautiously. "I just found this near the emergency exit… I thought it might be important." I turned sharply, my pulse thudding in my ears. "What is it? What did you find?" Slowly, he uncurled his fingers, revealing a small red hoodie—Jared’s hoodie. Phoebe let out a choked sob, her hands flying to her mouth. "Oh my god… that’s his." Elijah grabbed it, his jaw tightening as he inspected the fabric. Dirt smudged the sleeves, and there was a small tear along the side, as if it had been caught on something. My stomach twisted violently, nausea rising in my throat.

He commented and I shrugged, "Well, I had a good teacher." His smile grew wider and his gaze flickered down to my jacket then back to my eyes, he gave me a knowing look and the side of his lip pulled up in a smirk, "You look so damn hot right now," He commented, casually addressing the motorcycle hoodie he had bought for me today. I narrowed my eyes playfully at him before I tiptoed and pressed my lips to his in a quick kiss. It was a black hoodie with armor, it had a white stripe over the sleeves, accompanied by blue lines, he knows it's my favorite color. The pattern of the jacket matched the ones on the helmet and the boots.

He reached into his backpack and pulled out a hoodie. "Here." He held it out, not meeting my eyes. "You can't keep walking around like that." I stared at the hoodie in his hands, navy blue with the Moonstone High logo on the chest. A kind gesture. The first one in... I couldn't remember how long, probably years. "Why?" It slipped out before I could stop it. He flinched. "Just take it." "If they spot me wearing your hoodie... " "I'll say I lost it," he interrupted. Just..." He thrust the hoodie into my arms frustrated. "Please. Take it."

She batted her eyelashes at him as she stood up. “Where’s your clothing bags?” Jayce asked. “I sent mine home with Myra and Jillian, there should be an emergency pack under the rock by the edge of the lake.” She stated. “I’m not sure what’s in it but it’s better than nothing.” He kissed her lips affectionately before he went to search for it. He was back within a minute or two though. “There was a large hoodie and a pair of sweats.” He said as he held them up.

'How can they be so cool and handsome? "Buy whatever you want." JP said. He's standing beside his sister. A big smile was instantly plastered on her face. She pointed at the black hoodie and T-shirt. "I've been wishing to have those." DAY6 concert clips suddenly flashed on her mind. Whenever she watched them, she would imagine wearing their black hoodies and T-shirts. "What else?" Mina shook her head. "I'm already okay with those." But JP spoke to the girl in the booth. "I will have each of those items."