(A/N: Most imagines will be gif imagines with a short written description, i find these easier and i can be more creative with them) :)
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Requested by @DivingMop 'Y/N steals Toms sweater because she's cold, and it smells like him.'
"What are you doing?" He questioned, standing in the doorway of his bedroom, where the girl was spinning around with a black knitted sweater hanging loosely from her frame, giggling excitedly.
"Don't be mad, i was just cold, it was the only thing around." She halted, attempting to use her biggest doe eyes in order to lessen a harsh reaction. Instead of cursing and telling her to take it off immediately like she had prepared for, he smirked.
Y/N was taken aback by the soft reaction, resisting the urge to smell the sleeves any more than she already had before he interrupted, the light scent of cinnamon and bonfire smoke filling her senses.
Tom just walked closer, pulling on the soft fabric and looking her up and down, "I'm not mad, actually it's-it's nice." he chuckled, an unusual but mischievous sound to come from him, staring directly into her eyes and flickering his eyebrows in a way which told her the sweater wouldn't be staying on much longer.
