Sarah paulson one shots

My hoodie - Shelby Miller

"Have you seen my hoodie?", you heard Shelby say, loudly stamping around the room. "Shelby you're so loud oh my god, and no. I haven't seen your hoodie," you answer back, trying to cover yourself with the sheets of the bed cover. "Do you have any idea where it coul-" Shelby cuts herself off. "Baby, you're wearing my hoodie," she giggles.

"It's mine now," you whisper to her. You always stole Shelby's hoodies. Everytime you tried to secretly do it but she always caught you and made you give it back to her. "Y/N," she says in a fake serious voice and clambers onto your hips, pressing your own down. You only give a playful smirk back to her and pull the covers over your head. "Y/N, one day I really am going to kill you, not kidding this time," she giggled and climbed underneath the sheets.

"Well hello," you whisper to her, holding onto the outline of her bodily tightly. "Hello, lover," she rubbed her nose agaisnt yours and gave a light kiss on your lips. "You give the best kisses you know that?", you whisper onto her lips before kissing her again, with more passion this time. The kiss wasn't sloppy, it was almost innocent and sweet. "You do know that this hoodie is mine and it isn't getting returned to its original owner," you mumbled agaisnt her. Shelby laughed and whispered, "well then I'll just have to wait until it goes in the laundry won't I, then I'll get it back." "Or if you can come to deal, which I'm sure you can because you're the best person ever, we can share it," you whisper back, pulling the covers off both your heads. "Thank god you did that, I was beginning to suffocate under there," she giggles.

"And sure, we can share it," she answers your question.

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Hey you guys, sorry it's so short.
I love this so much