Blind - SeongSang

32 - Sweater

I sat there and watched him. I don't know what it is but something about him seems different.

He laid on his stomach as he swung his legs back and forth as he used his laptop.

He obviously wasn't wearing pants... That's not unusual now. There is just something that seems off... yet familiar even.

I really don't know what it is.

"Yeosang." I called him.

He turned to me as he put a cookie in his mouth.

"Yes?" He sat up.

"Did you do something different?"

He titled his head. "Huh?" He looked down at his hands. "No. Not that I can think of."

"Then did you do something that you used to do?"

"I'm lost. What are you asking exactly?"

I crossed my arms. I don't know what it is. I stared at him.

"I mean the only thing I have that's different is the sweater. It's yours."

"Ah..."

I froze. No wonder. It was the sweater that was off about him. No wonder it was different yet familiar.

My face heated up. He is using my sweater like that?!

I covered my face.

"Is something wrong?"

"You... You looked really cute." I mumbled.

"Where did that come from?"

"I like the way you look in my sweater. You should wear them more often."

He looked at the sweater.

I pulled the one I currently have off. Handing it to him. "Put it on."

"I don't..."

"Yeosang. Please. It's my life line."

"Seonghwa... You're... Scaring me."

AH!

"IM SORRY!"