you're at your new friend's house to hang out. you two are on the couch, watching a movie. your body shivers a bit; her house is freezing. "you want a hoodie?" she asks, noticing how you rub your arms to try to warm up. "yes please," you try to quietly laugh it off. she smiles. "you can grab one from my room. upstairs, first door on the right." you nodded appreciatively and stood.

shit. which way did she say? rather than bothering her again, you went left and opened the first door. it was dark, and there was someone sitting on the bed. her older brother. you'd never met him, but you heard that he played hockey and wasn't all that social. "oh, i'm sorry! i was meant to go to your sister's room." you quickly said. "that's okay." an amused smile bloomed on his lips. "what did you need?" as he stood from the bed, you could see how much taller he was than you, even with the lack of light, before the room was illuminated with the flick of the switch on the wall. "just a hoodie.." you mumbled nervously and played with your fingers, not having expected to be entertained any further than his 'it's okay'. he nodded and walked over to his closet, pulling out his hockey hoodie. "arms up," he said, returning to you with the hoodie in-hand. you complied, a bit confused. he dressed you in his hoodie. it smelled like vanilla; your favorite scent. after that, you realized that he also smelled like vanilla. god, that must be the best cologne in the world. "looks good on you." he smirked, stepping back and ruffling your hair. (note: you still have that friend waiting on you, dont get too distracted..)