You’re staying at your boyfriend’s house, sitting on his bed with a blanket wrapped around your shoulders.

He’s digging through his closet, shirtless.

“What are you doing?” You ask, smiling.

“Looking for my black hoodie.” He says.

The one that he doesn’t know you’re currently wearing.

You laugh, bringing your hand to your mouth as he freezes.

“Baby.” He says, turning to you. “Do you know where it’s at?”

“Maybe?” You bite back a smile as he steps closer.

He raises an eyebrow and you huff, dropping the blanket.

He laughs. “Pretty girl, if you keep this up, I’ll have no more clothes.”