partypooper couldn’t find his hoodie, rather fustrated he has misplaced it again. he started searching for it everywhere. As he stumbled into his little tent in the hideout, he was surprised to find the wanderer he loved who was mending one of his other clothes, casually wearing it. His breath hitched, as he quickly stepped out of the tent and out of the hideout, leaning against the yellow walls, breathing heavily, although a blue blush was visible on his face. The pooper took a deep breath and clenched his fist, trying to regain his composure. The sight of his crush wearing his hoodie was a mixture of both adorable and frustrating. Adorable because she looked damn adorable with it on...but frustrating because he now wanted to claim this wanderer as his own.

Deciding to confront her, he pushed away from the wall and walked back into the tent. He attempted to maintain a neutral expression, but his flushed cheeks betrayed his inner emotions.