Rin climbed into the bed, flopping beside you. He wanted something. You could tell by the way he was staring at your face. You looked up from your phone, confused. "What?"

He held up his wrist. You blinked.

"Hair tie" he said.

Oh. He had lost the hair tie. Your boyfriend liked having stuff of yours on him. Your hair tie on his wrist, a claw clip attached to his shirt, a bracelet you'd made him, a ring you had given him as a kid that was too small to fit any of his fingers now so he just hung it around his neck like a pendant, you name it.