#mod ghost

“Is that my hoodie?” He chuckled as he inspected it, specifically the cuffs of the sleeves that were a bit ripped up. This one of the only ones of his hoodies that still had sleeves, that’s why he didn’t immediately recognize it.

“...no?” You tried, smiling up at him as innocently as you could and hiding your hands behind your back as you stepped away. You’re practically drowning in the thing since he was taller, but you always wore oversized hoodies so that shouldn’t give you away, right?

“You never wear red. In fact,” Jason stepped closer, taking both of your hands in his as he eyed you with an intensity you couldn’t place. He pulled you to him, letting one arm move to your waist as he did so, “I don’t even think you like red. Do you?” He whispered near your ear, his smirk still present on his face. This was it, you had taken his hoodie and now he’d caught you literally redhanded. You tried your best to keep your cool, he hadn’t actually accused you of anything yet.

“What’re you trying to say, huh?” You taunted, trying to act like his close proximity didn’t make you want much more than just some silly argument about a hoodie of all things from him. He could take it off you right now, for all you cared.

“I’m saying that you’re a thief, and that this is my hoodie. But I’m actually kind of okay with committing crime, so you’re in luck.” Jason shrugged, gently pushing your hair away from your face as he looked into your eyes, “plus, you may or may not look pretty cute in that. I might even let you keep it, if you ask me really nicely…and we watch Pride & Prejudice & Zombies again cause Halloween’s coming up.”

“I think I could put up with this list of demands, if this was your hoodie…” You wrapped your arms around his neck thoughtfully, staring up at the ceiling with a mischievous smirk as you pretended to ponder it, “would you please let me keep it?” You pleaded with a bat of your eyelashes, tugging him closer until your foreheads were touching while he let out a long dramatic sigh.

“I guess you can, but you gotta admit to stealing it first..” He murmured, kissing you briefly before pulling away so he could hear you say it.

“Okay, fine, I stole it…happy now?” You laughed, your lips inches from his in such a way where you were basically sharing each other’s air. You wanted so badly to just close the gap between the two of you and kiss him again.