And The Silver Spoon
When Theo gets home late from school wearing a hoodie, you feel a flicker of panic in your chest.
It didn't take a genius to know you screwed the pooch big time. You'll be lucky to ever earn Theo's trust back again after the whole bedroom poster debacle.
You shoot up from the couch before he can sneak into his room unnoticed.
"What's with the hood, Kenobi?"
You see Theo stop dead in his tracks. You take a composing breath, noticing that Theo is avoiding showing his face.
"Nothing," Theo supplies shortly. You step forward with a tilted head.
"What, you got a hickey?"
"What?!" Theo grimaces in disgust. "No!"
You tell yourself, mentally, to tone it down a notch. This vigilante shit really has you high-strung.
"Just checking. You know, you can tell me anything, Theo."
"Right," Theo says unconvincingly, shooting you an unceremonious thumbs up. "I'm gonna shower."
You frown, following Theo to his room.
"C'mon, Theo, out with it. I've never seen you wear a hoodie."
"Jeez, it's nothing," Theo insists, tossing his bag onto his bed with a huff.
With your heart in your throat, you huff, too, taking Theo's shoulder and turning him toward you.