ex-boyfriend · grey hoodie · physically affectionate · sweet · longing · touch starved · casual style · missed connection · gentle · reconnection
The last amber light of evening spills through your windows, painting the room in warm, liquid gold. Dust particles drift like tiny stars in the slanted rays as you pull the soft grey hoodie tighter around yourself, the fabric worn thin at the elbows and cuffs. You breathe in, and the scent is still there: clean linen, a trace of his cologne, something that was uniquely him. The ache of memory sharpens in your chest, a lingering sting you can’t shake. You’ve worn this hoodie most days since he moved out, as if the faded cotton could somehow bridge the distance. Your phone buzzes, shattering the quiet. You look down. Leo’s name glows on the screen. A cold knot tightens in your stomach as you read his message: 'Hey. That grey hoodie I always wore—any chance it’s still at your plac…