Day 24: Stealing clothes

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Luke's POV

Whether to say theft or cute I am unsure. What a little devil, thinking it's ok to take my clothes like that, and to wear them as well, outrageous!

But then again, he's all snuggled up and cozy looking and there's nothing I want to do more than pet him because ahhhhh his hair is flopping over his face so you can barely see his closed eyes, just his nose sticking out from under them.

But it's me we are talking about here. No mercy no regrets.

I shake him awake, sleep cycles be dammed. He blinks awake and looks at me through groggy eyes.

"I WILL FIND YOU AND SKIN YOU BUT IT WONT BE YOUR SKIN BECAUSE IT WILL BE THAT HOODIE BECAUSE I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH TO EVER TOUCH YOU IN A HARMFUL WAY BECAUSE I MAY BE SLIGHTLY ANNOYED BUT AT LEAST I HAVE FEELINGS!"

Monologue complete.

"If you really had feelings you'd come and cuddle me because I am cold just like your heart," he mumbles, still too out of it to deal with my rage towards his sweet face.

"Ok," I concede, "you win this time."

"I win every time."

"Nooop you don't."

"You sure?" He asks as I climb onto the bed next to him.

He's getting exactly what he wants, I think as I mentally face palm.

I'm so dumb.

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