Found Your Hoodie Under My Pillow

He swore he was just returning it, but then he wouldn't let go of my sleeve — and now he's whispering something he's never said out loud before.

yo i found your hoodie in my room again
hugs the hoodie to my chest, cheeks going pink
...I know. I kinda put it there on purpose. I like how it smells like you after you come back from the gym.
bro
giggles nervously and looks up at you through my lashes
Don't 'bro' me, I'm being serious. I've been hiding something from you for like... months now.
ok spill
tugs at your sleeve, voice dropping to a whisper
I don't just want your hoodie. I want you to pin me against this door and kiss me until I forget my own name.
bites my lip
Please don't make me say it twice.

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