New Obsession
‼️Kind of gross, so you have been warned. CW: mess.‼️
Obsessed lately with the idea of someone using another persons clothes as a tissue.
I bring this up because I've had this idea of Shane who's sick, a bit of a mess, and has run out of tissues, so he's a bit desperate.
Breath fluttering because he's been fighting the urge to sneeze for the past few minutes, knowing it's going to be messy; he's losing fast, though. He's frantically pawing around for something, anything to sneeze into, snagging a t-shirt off his floor, bringing it up just in time for him to sneeze into it.
Shane snuffles thickly in the aftermath, cringing at the noise it makes, maybe reflexively blowing his nose into the fabric. Then he realizes something.
This isn't his t-shirt.
Of course it isn't he should of realized the second he plucked it off the floor, since all his shirts are neatly tucked away in the laundry basket.
Which means it can only be Ilya's, and Shane's face just flushes bright red, a little mortified for a moment, but then again...it's not like Ilya's actually here.
He can wash it still, and it's not like Ilya has to know Shane sneezed on his shirt. So Shane just uses that as justification to continue using it, because he's too tired to get up to find more tissues.