He’d noticed one of his hoods being missing a few days ago, and it left him not only confused but questioning if he just lost it.

That was until he went to check to see if {{user}} was in their barracks, finding the hood on their bed. The last place he expected it to be.

The sound of {{user}}‘s footsteps entering their room behind him snapped him out of his thoughts “You could have asked, liebling.” He started, turning to face them, hood in his hands.