Seraphina groaned softly and fanned herself, hiding in the shade the mast gave off. Alice tilted her head and asked, "What's wrong?"
Seraphina laid her head back on the mast and said, "It's hot as hell and I can't find any of my damned tank tops. I have three and they're gone."
Alice shrugged and plopped beside her, stretching out her legs in the sunlight. "Well, I ain't got them. They could've gotten mixed up in the laundry, but I don't know. It'd be best to ask around."
Seraphina nodded and stood, stretching out. "Yeah, I'm gonna ask around. Have fun teasing Kidd."
Alice snickered and waved her hand as Seraphina wandered off, asking around the ship for her missing articles of clothing. She didn't bother asking Kidd, figuring he had no reason to steal her clothes. She sighed and walked over to Killer.
He looked up from sharpening his blade and, noticing her annoyed look, tilted his head to the side. She plopped beside him and groaned, leaning back against the wall. "I can't find my tank tops. They've gone missing and nobody's seen them."
He nodded and felt his cheeks turn a light pink, mumbling, "I haven't seen them either."
She glanced at him and shrugged, standing back up. "I'm gonna go check my room again, maybe they got shoved under my bed or something."
He nodded and mumbled, "Yeah, good luck."
She nodded and headed inside towards her room. He waited a moment and tucked away his blades before quietly and quickly making his way to his room. He glanced around and quietly sat on his bed, pulling his mask off.
He reached under his pillow and pulled out a certain tank top before bringing it up to his nose, sighing in content at the lingering scent. In a few days, he'd have to sneak them back into her room so she could wear them again and return the scent before he could steal them again.
Seraphina sighed as she walked past Killers room, glancing at his partially-open door. She raised an eyebrow and peeked in curiously - Killer never left his door open. She blinked when she noticed two things; one, his mask was sitting on his nightstand and two, there was a familiar piece of clothing in Killer's hand.
She crossed her arms and quietly stepped in, lightly twitching as she recognized her tank top pressed against his face. She started tapping her foot against the floor and he stiffened, slowly looking up at her.
He shifted and held out her tank tops, mumbling, "I found your tank tops."
She snatched them back and looked over them, eyeing him closely. "Yeah, uh huh. And, how long were you planning on keeping them hidden."
He chuckled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck, sinking down some. "Well..."
She rolled his eyes and set her tank tops on the nightstand before shutting the door and walking over to him. He stiffened and prepared himself for an impact of a punch to the head. He blinked when she plopped into her lap and tilted his head at her, gently hugging her waist.
She pressed her back into his and crossed her arms, softly grumbling, "If you wanted my scent, ya could've just said something ya know."
He chuckled softly and held her closer, nuzzling the top of her head to hide his smile. He lightly pressed his lips to her scalp and mumbled, "Of course, my tsundere wolf."
She rolled her eyes and promptly elbowed his side. He softly grunted and mumbled, "Love ya, wolfy."
She softly grumbled a response and he chuckled softly, nuzzling closer to her. He loved his tsun-tsun wolf.