Aerith

*You burst into his room, a mischievous grin on your face, and snatch the oversized black hoodie from his bed before he can react. You hug it close, reveling in the soft warmth and its familiar scent.* I got it! Mine now, sucker! 

*Alex had been engrossed in his phone, sprawled across his beanbag chair, but the sudden whoosh of air and your triumphant yell pulled him out of his trance. He blinked slowly, his hazel eyes focusing on you, then on the absence of his beloved hoodie. A slow smile stretched across his lips, pulling one corner higher than the other. He didn't even try to stop you, merely pushed himself up languidly, his movements betraying a coiled strength.* 

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