“i told you to buy your own headphones…”

you hear an exasperated sigh from your older brother behind you. you look up and see him gazing down on you. with a smile, you hold onto his red headphones on top of your head. you would always steal them when he wasn’t home.

“c’mon. give it,” his hand rests on the headband of them, waiting for your hands to let go of the covers.