Haru vs Hoodie

Haru examined the item of clothing folded neatly at the end of Makoto's bed. Makoto's house was always just a little too cold for his liking, but he hadn't brought a jacket with him. Makoto has been in the bathroom for some time – Haru reasoned that he probably had something else to wear.

He pulled the hoodie over his head. It was very baggy on him – the sleeves were too long and the torso drowned him. He was very warm, though. Cosy. He thought about curling up and putting his knees inside the hoodie. He did it.

Makoto found him rolling around on his bed, lost somewhere inside the enormous hoodie.

"Haru?"

There were some muffled noises from inside the hoodie.

"Are you stuck?"

Haru made a sound that was similar to 'no' and rolled off the edge of the bed.