„The Night We Met" || A Yumi X Oc

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑋𝑋𝑋𝑋𝐼𝑋

I woke up after my 'nap'.

I was 90% sure that I had set an alarm for like 10 PM so I could change out of my clothes and stuff, but it had gotten pretty dark outside, which made me confused.

I unlocked my phone, the bright light flashbanging me.

I turned the phone screen away from me as I closed my eyes with a wince.

I reopened my eyes and turned the brightness down, checking the time.

My jaw dropped as I read '03:26' from my phone screen.

I unlocked my phone, going to check why my alarm didn't go off.

For some reason, the alarm wasnt turned on. I shook my head in confusion.

I just sighed loudly as I began deleting all the app pages open on my phone. I didn't even realize that I had opened my calculator app today as I was deleting the pages.

I quickly finished doing that and went onto my calculator app.

Now take a guess what was on there.

..

Bingo! I had Typed out '2200' before closing the app.

I mentally facepalmed as I deleted the number so that it was reset.

I sighed again and decided to actually get ready for bed this time.

I turned on my phone's flashlight and began stepping out of bed when I almost stepped on Grunk.

I completely forgot he was sleeping in the same room as me. Thankfully I pulled my leg back up once I felt his back with my leg.

I pointed the flashlight down to see where I could step without waking him or hurting him.

After a bit of sleepy deciding, I scooted towards the end of the bed and stepped off there.

I stretch myself and pointed at myself with the flashlight. I was still wearing Blake's hoodie. How was I supposed to return it, knock loudly on his door and wake him up? Nah, I'd rather spare myself the awkward interaction. I'll give it back to him tomorrow.

With a light yawn, I walked to where my bag was. I bent down and pulled out my pajamas, my toothbrush and toothpaste, and a makeup wipe.

I headed to the bathroom, opening and closing the bedroom door as quietly as possible as to not wake anybody up.

I turned the light on and put my phone into the hoodies pocket.

I used the makeup wipe to remove my makeup that had already smeared a bit from the nap. I brushed my teeth and changed my clothes.

I looked at the hoodie I had placed onto the counter next to me.

A gentle frown formed on my face. I won't lie, I don't really want to give the hoodie back.

Even though I barely have worn it, it's already become my favourite.

It's just the comforting touch and smell it has to it.. I don't even know what I'm saying right now.

I slowly grabbed the hoodie and brought it up to my face.

I breathed in the scent that I had already frown fond of.

As I pulled the hoodie away from my face, I debated on whether or not I should ask him if I could keep it.

On one hand, it would be pretty weird since, y'know, we aren't dating.

But on the other hand, I could just not return it.

Well, that would be stealing. Even I won't stoop that low.