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It was the first tI'd seen him dressed like that. With his tan skin, I'd figured this style wouldn't really work for him. That's why, when I picked out clothes for him, I'd gone for something more chill and casual.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut looking at him now, I was starting to think maybe my fashion sense was seriously off. He pulled off the look effortlessly-like one of those low-key, stylish CEOs.
I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't even notice when his fingers brushed mine as he took the bag from my hand. He glanced inside at the clothes. "Is this what you wantedto wear?" I shook my head. "No, no... you look great just like this, Hayden looked into the bag again. "Then I'll wear what you bought next time." He casually took the clothes and put them away in his closet while I stood awkwardly by the door, my 1/2 +25 BONUS Chapter 156 eyes wandering around his room-or more specifically, his bed.
The place wasn't that big, and the bed pretty much took up most of the room. It was one of those things he'd convinced the landlord to buy, and the blanket on top was folded so neatly it looked military-level perfect. Just looking at it madewant to stand at attention and salute.
Hayden cback after stashing the clothes. "Alright, let's go." As he walked toward the door, I couldn't help but ask, "Hayden, do you have OCD or something?" "Huh?" He looked confused.
I pointed at the perfectly folded blanket. "You're not in the army anymore, so why do you still fold your blanket like that? "How much tdo you spend doing that every day? "Isn't it, like, a little... unnecessary?" "Just a habit," he said, short and to the point as usual.
"I think it's more like an obsession," I muttered. I mean, habits are one thing, sure. But most habits are, like, easy and quick to do.
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Folding a blanket into a perfect square every single day? That m sounded exhausting. Honestly, I kinda wanted to mess it up just to see how he'd react. He didn't even argue. "Maybe so." With that, his eyes flicked to the gift I was holding for Matthew. He reached out. "I'll carry that." I smiled a little. "It's fine, I got it."
But Hayden reached for it again. "I'm not the kind of guy who lets his m girlfriend carry stuff. His fingers brushed mine again, sending this weird, electric buzz through me. I quickly let go.
As we headed out, I couldn't help but think about how awkward it was m when I caught him fresh out of the shower, so blurted, "Why didn't you close the door all the way when you got home?"
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