A normal day in the Deep Cut household
Frye: hey babes have you seen-
Shiver: *crawling on all fours on the ceiling like a spider, with a sandwich in their mouth*
Big man: *trying to pry them off of the ceiling with a broom stick to get his sandwich back*
Frye: hey! Eyes one me hunnies. Have you two seen my weighted blanket?
Big man: ay ayy (it's in your closet)
Shiver: it's on the lowest shelf
Fry: thanks *walks away*
Biggie: ay, ayy!!! (Now you, give me my sandwich!!!) *Gently hitting their side with the stick*
Shiv: HIISSSSSSS
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poly BCC prompt, if you're into it. Yuta collecting all his boyfriends sweaters and maybe also how they each respond?
Hoodies
Mox isn’t surprised when he wakes up to Yuta climbing back into bed. The hotel is chillier than usual, and his bag was planning for a southern summer. Mox, on the other hand. Mox is always carrying extra layers.
“Oh, hey,” he says, sleepy eyes with a smile in the corners. “That’s my hoodie.”
Yuta nods, snuggling against Mox. “Yup.”
Mox yanks him closer and buries into Yuta’s chest. “I like it. You’re cozy.”
Yuta laughs as he wraps his arms around Mox’s shoulders, the feeling of home enveloping him like Mox’s arms. “I am cozy,” he agrees. “And I hope you know you’re never getting this back.”
“Works for me,” Mox says, and his words are muffled by the old, soft L7 hoodie.
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Bryan stares at him all through the jog, Yuta’s sure of it. He can feel Bryan’s eyes burning a hole into Bryan’s old Yes! hoodie, the one he pretends he doesn’t keep in his gym bag for old time’s sake. He picks up the pace to check – yep. Bryan catches up.
“I can feel you looking at me,” Yuta huffs out as he sets a punishing pace. “You could just say something about it.”
“You stole my clothes,” Bryan says. He comes up next to Yuta and bumps his shoulder. “The fuck am I supposed to say, you’re welcome?”
Yuta laughs as they make their way up the rocky hill toward Bryan’s house, the pebbles under his feet crunching. “You want it back?”
“Of course I want it back!” Bryan says, catching up. Yuta speeds up and out runs Bryan, the only area where he can beat him.
“You’ll have to catch me first!”
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Claudio just stares at him, clad in a grey suit and deep green tie. “Wheeler,” he says calmly. “That’s my hoodie.”
Yuta looks down. “Look at that. It is.”
“Why are you wearing my hoodie when we’re expected for a dinner reservation in,” he checks his giant gold watch, “fifty-five minutes?”
Yuta shrugs, feigning innocence. “It’s comfortable.”
Claudio raises a single eyebrow. “Darling, we haven’t got the time.”
“We could be late.”
“It took months to get the reservations, and Bryan and Mox are already on their way.”
Yuta snorts. “I doubt that. They’re probably fucking in the rental car.”
Claudio shrugs. “Perhaps.” He sighs, gazing at the suit. “And I spent all that time looking nice, and you’re going to do nothing but wreck it.”
Yuta raises up on his knees on the hotel bed to get closer to Claudio’s height. “Yeah. I am.”
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