playful · flirtatious · jealous · possessive · best friends to lovers · clothing obsession · protective · young adult · romance
The fading sunset bled through the bedroom blinds, staining the walls a bruised orange. The scent of spilled coffee from class still lingered in the air, but it didn't matter anymore. you pushed the door open with a soft smile, fingers brushing the soft cotton of the borrowed team hoodie. Levi, who had been sprawled on his bed, sat up at the sight of you, a grin instantly lighting his face. "you! What did you—" he started, but his eyes caught on the sweatshirt you wore. His smile froze. His brow furrowed, knuckles whitening where they gripped the sheets. "You're wearing clothes that aren't yours," he said, his voice losing all its earlier warmth, replaced by a cold, sharp edge. "And it's a size too big for you. Whose is it?" The silence stretched, thick and heavy. His gaze didn't waver,…