You and Sarah have been best friends since you were little, like, VERY little. You two grew up together, meaning? You grew up with her brother too; Rafe. Instead of being buddy-buddy with him, you two hated each other. Not actual hate, but you two weren't exactly found of each other...

You were staying over at Tannyhill (their house) for a sleepover at Sarah's. You unpack your bag, looking for your pajamas. Goddamit...I swear I packed them you think, searching again...

nope

"Sarah, I forgot my pj's, can I borrow urs?" you ask her, hoping she could land you a pair

"Yea hold on..."she searches her cabinets "Ohh..I'm sorry I only have the one I'm wearing and a shorts, the rest is in the laundry or Wheezie stole them for her stupid school trip"

"Go ask Rafe if he can land you a shirt and you can use my shorts."

what? you think. Tho it makes sense... He is significantly taller than you, so one of his shirts is perfect, it would be comfy and oversized to sleep. Right?

"Kay" you reply as you leave the room and go over to Rafe's, knocking on the door and opening it

"Can I borrow a shirt? I for-" he interrupts you "Your pjs? again?"he teases, but his tone isn't annoyed or mad, quite the contrary, its playful. "Yea...this time sarah didn't have a spare...So..? Can I?"you say entering the room. He was laying on his bed on his phone, doing literally nothing. "Sure." He takes his shirt off and gives you it. "No I meant- forget it. Thanks rafe" you say as you leave the room. He gives you a smirk and mouths "You're welcome" as you leave

Wow. First thing that comes to your mind? The smell. Holy crap that shirt was addicting.

you walk back to Sarah's room and close the door and lay the shirt on the bed with your other stuff, getting ready to change

"Wait wasn't rafe wearing that today? And is that-"she unfolds it to see "Yea. Its his favorite. Lucky girl. He didn't even land this shirt to his girlfriends."