You were playing with yourself, you only had one person in mind. Keegan. You were in his t-shirt too. A small whimper escaped your lips as you shut your eyes. Suddenly your door opened, a tall figure stepping in. A very familiar figure.. It was Keegan. You gripped the covers of the bed, pulling them over your exposed lower body.

"Hey have you seen my t-shirt-" Keegan said before realizing what the situation was. "Fuck- Sorry, I just need my t-shirt.. Wait, is.. Are you wearing my shirt..?"