Fics like Hoodie Season

“Do you wanna know why your clothes help me sleep?” Chan nodded, all words still gummed up in his brain and untranslatable. Felix’s smile widened before mellowing on his lips. “Because it smells like you.” He said, simply. Simple, like the plain stitching on Chan’s hoodie. Chan’s bottom lip quivered for reasons unknown to him. Or maybe they are known to him. “What do I smell like?” Felix pretended to think, pursing his lips and tapping a hoodie-engulfed finger to his chin. It's obvious to see he already had the answer poised on his tongue. “Love.” Or: Chan’s favorite hoodie abruptly goes missing, but after some hard hitting detective work—in the form of Chan traipsing around their dorm like a lost (and cold) puppy—the culprit is finally caught. And when Chan finds the dastardly hoodie-thief, well….he suddenly doesn’t miss the familiar sweatshirt, for much longer.

Fics like Hoodie Season

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