Yes, Ivan realized that he was big, and yes, he realized that his girlfriend was small, but the size difference had never really hit him that hard. But it kept striking him again and again and today happened to be one of those days.

They were walking down to the library when Alix sprinted past, not really looking where she was going, but not really running into them either, so Ivan didn't really mind. And then Kim (that absolute idiot) ran past and he was shooting a water gun at Alix, only to miss and hit Mylene full-on, soaking her. He should've known to look where he was going.

"Hey!" Ivan took an angry step forward, fists clenched. "Watch where you're shooting that thing, you idiot!"

Kim didn't act like he'd heard him at all. He'd already vanished around the corner to the sound of laughter and rushing water.

Ivan took a step forward. He was going to show that punk not to mess with his girlfriend. Mylene's gentle hand on his sleeve stopped him.

"Ivan." There was nothing like her voice to stop him dead in his tracks. "C-could we just focus on getting dry clothes for now?"

What had he been thinking? Her shirt was soaked and she was dripping water on the ground. "Yeah, do you have a change of clothes?" He could pound Kim's face in later.

"No," she shook her head. "I don't have gym today."

Ivan scratched his head and glanced around, trying to come up with a solution. "Uh, I think I might have an extra t-shirt in my locker. If you don't mind, that is," he hurried to add.

She smiled up at him. "I'll just be glad to get into something dry."

They walked over to Ivan's locker. Mylene, taking off her jacket and trying to wring it out on their way there. She wasn't having much luck.

The spare t-shirt in question happened to from that one Jagged Stone concert that they'd gone to a while back (he was never one to pass up a good concert t-shirt). It looked very much like something he'd where, and not as much like something that Mylene would wear, but it would have to do for now.

He waited outside the girl's bathroom while she was changing, hoping that he didn't look too much like a creep.

When she came out the shirt looked more like a dress. The sleeves billowed down her arms and it almost came down to her knees.

"Uh, maybe we should go ask Marinette if she can find you something instead." Ivan should've realized that his clothes were much too big for her.

Mylene shook her head. "No, I like it," she blushed a little. "It reminds me of you."

Ivan smiled. "I'm glad you like it." That had just made his day.

Even the fact Kim was sitting behind him later, acting like the total arrogant fellow he was, wasn't enough to ruin it.

AN: I'm pleased to announce that I will be participating in Myvan May this year! I'm going to try to post a chapter a day, but life happens, so that might not work out. I do have a few written up already so you're getting at least a few entries out of me.

The prompt for today was Smol and Tol so I naturally thought of Mylene wearing Ivan's clothes! Hope you enjoyed!