SMPLive Imagines

7 | jschlatt

schlatt can't find any of his hoodies.

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"hey babe!" schlatt called from his room. y/n was on his couch watching netflix. she was all cozy in one of schlatt's hoodies, bowl of popcorn in hand.

"yeah? what is it?" y/n asked stuffing her face with a handful of popcorn. she could hear schlatt's feet run down the stairs. he was wearing his sweatpants and a black t-shirt, his hair was still wet from a shower they shared half an hour ago.

"where the fuck are my hoodies? i see you wearing one but the others just disappeared," he exclaims walking over to y/n taking some popcorn out of the bowl. y/n sat up from her laying position. "well did you check the dryer?"

schlatt groaned walking all the way to the back, only to walk back empty handed.

y/n finally remembered. "uhm, here," she said taking his hoodie off her, "i remember all your hoodies are back at my place." y/n handed the hoodie back to her boyfriend smiling sheepishly. "i was gonna give them back today but they still smelled like you so you're gonna have to wait 'till tomorrow."

schlatt stared at her blankly sighing. he plopped down on the couch on top of her, y/n engulfing him in her arms

"you're lucky, you're so damn cute or i would've made you drive all the way there and get me my fucking hoodies," schlatt muttered.

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sorry this is so short, i have drafts i need to finish and this idea just popped in my head. again, if you had prompts please pm me!