"I don't have any pockets for your hands to be in," Jake murmured. He blinked sleepily, focusing, and almost smirking.
"You're warm enough," Avery murmured back, with a smirk of his own. He pressed his hands up against Jake's bare chest, scooting right up against him so his hands were smooshed between the two of them. Jake grinned slowly. He squeezed his own hands in between their chests too, finding Avery's and taking them in his own, threading their finger together while not putting any more space between the two of them at all. They were so close their foreheads were almost touching, so it didn't take much for Jake to press just that much closer to Avery as the other boy grinned back at him quickly and then kissed him.