You smirked. You found Sam’s brown carhartt jacket, the one that you love. You threw it on, looking at yourself in the mirror. Since the guy was practically a giant, it hung loose and baggy on you. You step outside the bedroom to go find him, and as soon as he lays eyes on you, his reaction is unexpected. He blushes, his puppy eyes turn wide, and his jaw drops a little. You, stood in his clothes.

“You’re- wearing my jacket?”

his tone had obvious surprise in, and a hint of something else…