"Say," Laito chimes, turning to you with the same old classic grin you love, "What if you put this on?." He takes the thing off his head, delicately brushing his fingers on the soft fabric. Your eyes automatically twinkle at the thought, and it twinkle even brighter when he walked over to you with you catching a glimpse of the item he's holding.--his fedora. You never told him but you always wanted to wear it, at least feel how comfortable it would be, smell how good his scent would be. Of course Laito had always noticed that. He stopped very close to you, and slowly with both hands, he carefully puts in on your head. You were looking at him, eyes never leaving his emerald ones. All you see next is black as you realized his fedora was that big it covered your eyes. You giggle, earning a chuckle from Laito as his arm snake at the small of your back, the other slightly tipping the fedora up. You peeked, only to find his face inches from yours. "Can I borrow it?." You whisper, placing your arms around his torso and hugging him back. He smiled, dipping down to kiss your nose. "You can," He breathes. "You can have everything I have and even me."
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