“Is a warning really necessary?” You asked causing a nod from the girl under you. You ran your fingers through her hair comfortably, “whatever, anyways wanna tell me what you did at practice that caused you to be dead on the bed?”

She sighed, “well we barely got a break the whole time we practiced then Jiwoo dragged us to the mall, I was gonna get you a bracelet only but because you and Yeojin have a strange addiction toward collecting stuffed animals she urged me to get the same one she was getting for you.”

You laughed sitting up, “it is not a strange addition! now what animal is it?”

“A frog, so you could not only think of Haseul unnie but me as well.” She mimicked Yeojin’s words from the mall several hours ago.

You looked skeins and saw a blue bag near the dresser that suddenly caught your eye, how did you not notice it?

Getting off of your girlfriend you picked the bag off the dresser and smiled at the frog, picking it off the bag along with the bracelet she had brought for you. “Aw babe this is cute, thank you” you blushed wrapping it around your wrist, “gonna wear it like my life depends on it.”

Haseul chuckled at your response, “you don’t have to wear it like that.”

You smiled, setting the frog near the collection of stuffed animals you had, not without noticing a sweatshirt sprawled out on the floor from your girlfriend coming back home an hour ago. “Haseul I’m surprised you threw your sweatshirt on the floor, usually your all about cleaning up after yourself.” You picked the sweatshirt off the floor.

“Must’ve been really tired huh?” You slipped the sweater through your wrists with a huge smile plastered on your face, looking at the mirror, “it’s cute.”

“It is, but it’s not yours” Haseul grinned, “you didn’t even ask if you could wear it.”

You hugged yourself, "well, can I wear your sweater? It smells like you, I can't promise to give it back though."

You watched Haseul fall back into the mattress, “there goes my next sweater.” “Hey!” You frowned, crashing onto the bed again, “your acting like I hold your sweaters hostage or something.”

“That’s because you do darling” she said caressing your cheek with her thumb lovingly, “you steal every sweater of mine that you see.”

“Someone else’s sweater is more comfortable than wearing your own, especially if it’s your girlfriends.” You protested.

“Plus it’s not stealing if I asked!”