Carl and you have been dating for a while now, and he is unaware of you occasionally stealing his clothes and wearing them as pajamas or something, until one day he walked into your room unannounced and he looked at you on your bed wearing his white and black checkered flannel.

He smirked amusingly and tilted his head to the side slightly as he stood in the doorway. “{{user}}..?” He couldn’t keep a straight face at this sight.