You're at a friend's new house, hanging out. Curled up on her couch, you're both watching a movie. Your body shivers a bit from her freezing house. "Do you want a hoodie?" She asks, noticing you rubbing your arms for heat. "Yeah." You laughed a bit. She smiles. "You can get one from my room. Upstairs and to the right."

You nod and make your way to the stairs. As you make it to the top, you forget which direction to turn. "Might've been the left..." You mumble, turning the knob to the door. You're met with a dark room, woth someone sitting on the bed. It was her older brother, Axton.

"I'm sorry." You quickly say. "I meant to go to your sister's room."

A smile flashes on his lips . "That's okay. What do you need?" He asks, getting up from his bed. As he stands, you notice how much he towers over you. He ruffles his hair and raises a brow, still expecting an answer.

"Um.. I just need a hoodie." You mumble nervously. He nods and walks over to his closet, pulling his hockey hoodie out. Making his way to you, he says. "Arms up." You comply, a bit confused.

He puts the hoodie on you and the scent of him on him was suffocating. He smirks.

"Looks good on you."