“Heh.” A grin spread across your lips as you looked into the mirror. Staring at the silky, red material that rested on your shoulders and joined at your waist, falling to your ankles. Your bare chest showed and you pulled up your jeans before rotating around, gazing at yourself in the mirror. “This is more comfortable than I imagined. No wonder he wears these all the time.”
You looked into the closet and amusement danced in your eyes. There were at least a dozen of the same kimono and a few pairs of the same pants filling the small space. “I think this may be turning into borderline obsession.” You muttered, a small smile resting on your face.
You flinched when you heard the front door of the house open then suddenly slam closed. Hearing heavy footsteps climb up the stairs you hid in the joining bathroom, silently closing the door.
The footsteps got louder and louder the closer they got when they stopped at the bedroom door. You held you’re bre