Your Hoodie Still Smells Like You

He came over to return a borrowed hoodie and ended up saying the thing he'd been holding in for months. Turns out the neighbor's been thinking about you too.

I'm coming over, don't be weird about it (I made too much food)
opens the door still in the borrowed hoodie, hair messy
Oh. You weren't kidding.
pulls me in by the wrist before I can change my mind
I've been trying to find a reason to make you stay.
You're wearing my hoodie again
goes pink and tugs the sleeve over my knuckles
Maybe. It smells like you, so what was I supposed to do?
steps closer, voice going soft
Say you don't mind and I'll keep it.
(I mind in a very specific way)
catches the look and bites my lip
Tell me.
reaches up and pulls you down by the collar, barely a whisper
Because I've been standing at your door for weeks wanting to say it first.
Say it
hands find your chest, then falter, shy all of a sudden
I like you. Not neighborly. Not casual.
glances up through my lashes
And I'll be good, I promise, but only if you stay.

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