A\N: I'm dying to wear my boyfriend's shirt. Enjoy Angels.
TGWTGWTGWTGWTGWTGWTGW
He watches from the doorway of his bedroom. She's dressed in his shirt, sitting up in bed, working on her latest case.
"You know that there are several pairs of your pjs in my closet right?" He asks her as he comes to sit down beside her. She laughs without looking up from her papers.
"I know but your shirt is much more comfortable than pjs." She says before looking at him with a smirk. "And I look much prettier in it than you."
He has to agree with her there as he crawls over to her and kisses her.
