He grinned, a blush across his face as he smelled your hoodie. He’d grazed his finger along your pillow. He was intensely interested in everything you did. He jumped on your bed, imagining spending time with you. You flung the door open, ending a long day. You opened your room door as your closet door creaked. You shrugged it off and fell onto your bed, sighing and burying your head into your pillow, scrolling through social media. He jumped at the door opening, quickly jumping up and running to your closet, crouching and sliding the door shut just as the door opened.