wrapped in a feeling

Yusaku didn’t know what to think when he had pulled a faded blue hoodie out from in between his bed and the cracking bedroom wall. Cold and unwilling to leave the covers of his bed on yet another sleepless night, blindly reaching for the other blanket in a poor attempt to burrito himself further away from the world. He meant to grab the blanket that was kicked off to the side there, but settled on this instead.For a second, he thought it was his and had sat up to pull it over his head. The color looks just a shade darker than the one he remembers in the low light. It was also a similar size, similar enough to the only sweatshirt he owned with a hood big enough to hide his hair.But the two jagged slits in part of one of the sleeves that his fingertip grazed told him otherwise.----Yusaku finds a hoodie that's not his and discovers he, in fact, has Feelings™.