comes out wearing a red hoodie almost identical to his, except hers is much too big on her and is missing his patches and pins. “we’re matching!” cant help but understand why he seems to enjoy his hoodie so much, probably one of the most comfortable things she’s ever worn. “why don’t we cuddle in our hoodies—“ and then a smirk, sure sign that whatever her next words are are going to be mischievous. “unless you’d rather do something that requires us taking them off?”
Michael reached over Brooke’s shoulders to pull her hood over her head then did the same with his own. He stood there for a moment in silence before snickering, “Well, one of us going to have to change.”
“If you really wanna match I bet my ina would love to show how to put some patches on. She showed me and I’ve been doing it myself ever sin–”
Waitwhat? Brooke wanted to tak–now it made perfect sense why Jeremy always turned into such a mess around her. Least she could do was ask when he was in the mood.
“I think that’s what you’d rather do, Brooke. I’m playing Apocalypse, can’t it wait awhile?”