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You curled up in bed, drowning in the hoodie your boyfriend wore yesterday. A sigh escaped your lips, why were you feeling so sad?
Lately, the sheets of your shared bed were left cold, only with the lingering feeling of his warm presence. You closed your eyes, trying to sleep despite the tears that were threatening to spill from your tired eyes. But as you did this, you heard the door open and slowly sat up and turned around to see him, finally home."Hoodie stealer."He whispered as he approached you, softly tugging at the right sleeve, motioning you to take it off."No!"You refused and moved further away from him.
"Why not? Y/N, you're adorable, but I need to wash it..."
"No..."
He sat down next to you and took your hand in his."Y/N." Chan tried to make you look at him, but you couldn't.
"They smell like you..." You pouted."You're never home and I miss you, what am I supposed to do?" He felt his heartbreak. He threw his arms around your body and you melted in his embrace. You needed this, you needed him.
❛I'm so sorry. I promise you won't need my hoodies from now on.I'll be here.❜
Minho
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"Eyo, my dear Minho, what do you think about this?"You showed him the outfit you prepared for your evening date. A simple floral dress with comfortable small cream-colored heels. You thought it was perfect, but your boyfriend thought otherwise. His eyebrows furrowed and he placed his fingers on his forehead.
"You can't go out like that."He stated and you felt your patience grow short. This was the third outfit he refused and you were getting annoyed."Don't look at me like that, it's not my fault you're too beautiful, everyone will look at you."
You blushed at his sweet yet simple words and you puffed your cheeks."Fine!"After five minutes you opened the bathroom door, showing him your final masterpiece. His hoodie. Only his hoodie. His judging eyes turned soft, then darkened slightly as a smirk grew on his pink lips. "Y/N, if you don't change right now, I don't think we'll make it to the restaurant." You avoided his intense gaze, but took small steps towards him, feeling his stare on your exposed legs; sitting on his lap, his hands rested involuntarily on your hips.
❛You know what? I like this way more than the restaurant.❜
Changbin
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"Y/N!" Changbin exclaimed, surprised to see you in his room after he came back from practice. "Oh my god, you're wearing my hoodie." His exhaustion faded and a large smile spread on his lips, throwing his bag on the armchair next to the door.
You wanted to get up, but he just ran to you, plopping himself on you and trapping you under his body. "Binnie, I can't breathe!" He didn't move an inch, he just laughed and hugged you even closer. "Binnie."
"No. Deal with it, you have to cuddle me now, you're too cute. Who gave you the right to be cuter than me?"
You started slapping his back so he can finally let you breathe but when he placed his face in your neck and sighed, you stopped. You hugged him back, your fingers brushing through his soft hair.
"I love when you wear my clothes." He whispered.
"And why is that?" You asked and cupped his face in your hands so you can look at him. His eyes lit up and a smile bloomed on your lips at the sight of him being so happy.
❛It reminds me that you're mine.❜
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❛If I were the moon I would want you to be my night.❜ ─ Alexandra Vasiliu author of BLOOMING
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Keep in mind that english is not my first language and I hope I'll keep making progress in my writing, so please bear with me for the first chapters!
