Graves forgets things a lot, especially where he leaves things. He had a habit of leaving his sweaters places around the base, then losing them. You took notice to this and started taking the hoodies he left around the base.

Your lying in bed with one of his hoodies slipped on, the soft hint of his cologne lingered in the fabric of the hoodie. Graves barges into your room, then cuts himself off after recognising the clothing.

“is that mine?” he asks, pointing to the hoodie.