The Prometheus was a cold ship. No matter how warm the ship was space always gave it this chill. It bothered you most in the evenings when you were in your pajamas...your thin clothes were comfortable but didn't hold any heat.

That's when one night you noticed Walter left one of his hoodies in the lounge. He always wore them aboard the ship. They seemed to make his large frame even bigger. You pick it up and it's so soft...you figured he wouldn't mind if you borrowed it. You slip is on and its divine...it's cozy and warm and pretty big on you and smells like Walter. Something dark and musky and warm and unmistakably synthetic.

Later he finds you cozied up in his favorite hoodie in the lounge and it looks like he malfunctions. His cheeks heat red and he stares at you confused and incredibly endeared. "Miss!" He exclaims softly, delighted and shocked to see you curled up in his clothes.