Shirt
Where was that shirt? He thought as he rummaged through his drawers. He had been looking through his closet and even went through the drawers that didn't even have clothes with them. Where was that shirt?
He searched under the bed, his bathroom but nothing.
He sighed in frustration then a thought came to his mind and he dived for his phone that was on the bed. Easily finding the name of the person he needed to call.
"Seb?"
"Babe, do you have my shirt?"
Sebastian knew he got her there as silence hung between them.
"Uhm...maybe? You mean the grey shirt with Dalton on it?"
"Yes, now would you like to give me back my shirt?"
"I-uhm don't have your shirt."
"Really? Then how come you knew what it looked like?"
Silence.
"It looks better on me!" Then she hung up.
Sebastian could only laugh as he got up to find another shirt.
He had to give her credit though, she really did look good in his shirts.
A/N: Sorry I was on vacation but I'm back now so feel free to send me any prompts!