Broken ↠ S.M.

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Elle walked into the young boy's room. Nostalgia hit her very hard. Everything was the same. His Harry Potter wands still hung on his walls. His bed, that was covered in a blue striped comforter, was made nicely as usual.

Elle walked over to his closet, pulling out a duffle bag of his. She pulled out a maroon Obey hoodie and hugged it tight. She sniffed it, taking in the all too familiar scent of the boy she hasn't seen in over three years. She pulled the drawstring from the hood, due to safety precautions.

Once she'd folded it neatly and placed it in his bag, she grabbed some of his multiple Harry Potter shirts as well as some t-shirts of his. She then grabbed some of his sweats and pulled the drawstrings out as well. She opened the small drawer on the far right, pulling out multiple pairs of Calvin Klein and Tommy Hilfiger boxers. She moved her shaky, small hand to her face to wipe some tears away.

She turned back around to his closet and saw the green CrossFit hoodie she'd bought him years ago. Without even thinking twice, she threw it over her head, engulfing her small body.

Elle sat down at his desk and wrote him a letter, before placing a picture of the two of them with it. She sealed it in an envelope and smiled. Smiled because she knew he was okay.