BTS reacting to their S/O giving back their favorite Sweatshirt.
Summary: How BTS would react to their someone giving back their favorite Sweatshirt of theirs because it doesn’t smell like them anymore.
You’d press his oversized sweatshirt into his hands the minute you walked into the apartment, leaving him puzzled for a minute.
“What is this?” he’d ask before realizing that it’s the sweatshirt that has gone missing a few months ago.
“It doesn’t smell like you anymore.” you’d answer without looking at him, already looking for another shirt to wear. He’d raise his eyebrow at your answer and shake his head in disbelief.
“But I never knew you had this in the first place…?”
You’d be staying over at your boyfriend’s house for the night and when you ask him to get something from your bag, he’d notice a familiar looking sweatshirt peaking out from underneath your other clothes and pull it out, his eyes widening in disbelief. “When did you even take this?” He’d ask as he comes back into the bathroom and look at you through the mirror in confusion.
“A while ago. It didn’t smell like you anymore so I decided to give it back.”
He’d silently chuckle at your answer before turning around and leaving you to yourself while mumbling,
“I wonder if she has that hair brush too that I’ve been missing.”
He’d sigh annoyed when you pull out his favorite sweatshirt from your bag and give it back to him, smiling innocently. He’d grab it from your hands and shake his head at your behavior, trying to hide the smile that’s tugging on his lips as he gently beats you with the sweatshirt. After he calmed himself, he’d chuckle and point at his wardrobe.
“Go pick another one. I’ll wear this one so it smells like me again.”
He’d be sitting on the couch, scrolling through Netflix when the door to his apartment suddenly flung open and a familiar figure ran past, giggling under their breath. Hoseok would get up from his seat and investigate it further, leaning against the doorframe of his bedroom and watch you eagerly go through his wardrobe.
“Did the sweatshirt I gave you stop smelling like me?” He’d ask, smirking at you knowingly. You’d slowly turn around to him and nod slightly, throwing the sweatshirt over to him.
When he opens the door and sees you hugging his long lost sweater tightly, pouting as you try to not make eye contact with your boyfriend, he’d instantly giggle at the scene in front of him and sigh in frustration, already giving up before even trying to argue with you about the point. He’d take it from you and his gaze would meet yours.
“Do you want to choose another one?” He’d ask and you’d nod in excitment, dissapearing into his wardrobe.
He’d pretend to be surprised when you hand him the sweatshirt you told him went missing a couple months ago and just take it back from you, his eyebrows raised in shock. When he notices you biting down on your lower lip to remain a straight face, he’d gently hit you with it and sigh.
“It’s not like you basically already own my clothes anyways.”
Jungkook was standing shirtless in front of his wardrobe, looking for his favorite black shirt.
“Who’s wearing my clothes again?”, he yelled for the members to hear. They all promised him they had nothing to do with the dissapperance of his shirt.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. He opened it half naked to let you in. Confused, you asked him why he was acting the way he did. In frustration he let out a groan and told you about the mysterious loss of his shirt. With a grin, you opened your backbag and pulled out a black shirt that looked exactly like his.
“It doesn’t smell like you anymore so I figured I’d give it back.”, You answered, flashing him a smile before walked towards his wardrobe to pick another one to take home.