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♡˖꒰| Pajamas at Aiden's house
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A few days had passed since the last time you went to Aiden’s house. You didn’t expect him to invite you to a sleepover—just to hang out and keep digging into the disappearances.
The day finally came. You only brought a backpack with the essentials. When you arrived, it was just Aiden at home; his father had gone out and would be back later.
For a while, you talked about the missing girls. Not long after, you were already browsing movies, and of course Aiden chose first—Twilight. Some time passed… maybe a couple of hours, maybe more. Night had quietly settled in, and you’d completely run out of snacks. Aiden made an exaggerated pout, clearly trying to bribe you into going to the kitchen for more.
You rummaged through the kitchen shelves, looking for something to eat. On the top shelf, you spotted a few chocolate bars. You tried to reach them, stretching on your toes, but you weren’t tall enough.
Then, from far away, you heard the creak of the front door opening, followed by heavy footsteps against the floor. You froze in place.
In your effort to grab the chocolates, you almost lost your balance. You braced yourself for the pain of falling—but instead, you felt a pair of arms catch you.
— You again, …?
he said in a slightly annoyed tone. It was clear from his voice that Aiden hadn’t asked for permission.