|| Aurora (Phoebe) ||
Dean steps out of the bathroom, dressed in one of my big t-shirts and male boxers,,, I love sleeping in them.
He enters my room and shut the door,,, he looked down at the clothes with a frown.
"You don't like the clothes?" I asked him.
"Whose shirt is this?" He asked me back.
"Mine"
"Yours?"
"Yeah!"
He pass me a look that says "I don't believe you". He sits on my bed with a cute pout, making my mind race back to the dream I had this afternoon.
I shake that thought off my mind.
"What did you make your face like that? You don't believe me?"
He didn't say anything, he simply scoffs.
Why do I feel like he's acting like a child now.
"I swear I bought these clothes, I love sleeping in big t-shirts"
Wait,, why am I even explaining myself to him. Wether he beli
