It was evening. And s usual after having a full delightful meal, Keith went upstairs to play on his PC. You were used to his habits by then, washing to the dishes and cleaning the kitchen is what you do every finished meal. It was cold, however, making you shiver every now and then as if there was a presence of a spirit passing right through you.

After you finished cleaning, you went upstairs to Keith's room, planning on to borrow a hoodie of his to sleep for the night. You gripped the doorknob, twisting it to the side before pushing the door open, oblivious by the fact that we was streaming.

"Hey, Keith.. do you have a hoodie?"

Of course, he had. He had a whole wardrobe of it.

Keith just stared at you for a moment before a smirk tugged on the corners of his lips. He spun himself around his chair and wrapped his arms around you, making you squeal with playful terror as you got captured in his arms. The chat had started to go crazy, the views dramatically increasing with every comment that buzzed and popped in his PC.