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One
The first time Kanata wore an article of Allen's clothing, it was totally by accident.
Allen will admit that he wasn’t paying attention to what he was doing. Instead, all of his focus was on Kanata who was lying down on his stomach, feet kicked up in the air, and on his bed letting out what Allen thinks is the cutest laugh ever, to a silly video he was watching on his phone.
Allen feels his cheeks get warm and a tiny smile forming on his face as Kanata continues to let out smaller laughs and giggles to the video. He stood by his open door, after coming back with a glass of water, which was Kanata’s request. All he could do now was watch his boyfriend.
Kanata finally turned his head around, eyes meeting Allen’s. He wore a slight grin on his face as he fully turned his entire body around so he was facing Allen, using his elbows to prop himself up.
“Why the hell are you just standing there? C’mere.”
He didn’t need to be told that twice. Allen quickly made his way over to his bed where Kanata laid.
This was mistake number one.
With his mind only being filled with Kanata, he wasn’t paying attention to anything, including where he was stepping, so he wound up stumbling over his own two feet and crashing to the ground, along with Kanata’s water. He didn’t need to look up to know that the water spilled all over his bed, and it definitely spilled on Kanata as well.
He heard curses come from Kanata, and Allen was quick to move on his feet and apologize. The entire front of Kanata’s shirt was drenched in water. Kanata sat up and examined his now soaked shirt, and clicked his tongue.
“Ah… Sorry! I wasn’t paying attention.” Allen rushes out. He quickly, yet carefully made his way to his wardrobe to find another one of his shirts and went back over to Kanata. “Here, you can take this for now.”
“Doesn’t matter. It was just water, so it will dry out.” Kanata says, picking his phone back up from the bed. Luckily none of the water went on his phone, or else Allen would definitely be dead by now.
“But still, you can get sick or something if you don’t change. Especially since it’s colder out now.” Allen pressed on
He hears Kanata let out a dry laugh and goes back to his phone.
“Kanata .” Allen whines out. “If you do get sick then I’ll feel bad because it would be because of me.”
We also won’t be able to be around each other for at least a week, Allen thought, but did not voice out.
Kanata doesn’t say anything but he does reach over for the shirt in Allen’s hand. He starts mumbling under his breath, but Allen was once again too distracted, by Kanata removing his wet shirt, and putting on his shirt, to pick up what Kanata was ranting about.
Kanata then moves to the edge of the bed and stands.
Allen gulped.
The shirt was much larger on Kanata’s smaller frame, with the hem of the shirt reaching Kanata’s thighs.
He looks so cute… Allen was going to die.. He was seriously going to die because Kanata was practically drowning in Allen’s shirt and he just knows he will become a bit too obsessed with this new revelation.
Throughout the rest of the day Kanata lounges around in Allen’s shirt, not noticing the look of adoration Allen gave him.
From this day forward, Allen will make it his personal mission to put Kanata into more of his clothes.
Two
The weather has gotten a lot cooler, especially since it's nearing winter time. And, Allen knows Kanata and some of his habits. He knows that even when it’s cold, Kanata wouldn’t wear a heavy coat, which is what inspired his plan.
First: Ask Kanata if he wants to hang out later in the day. He will say yes, Allen’s sure of it.
Two: Stay out until late. That's when the temperature would begin to drop.
Three: Give Kanata his jacket. Allen is already planning on wearing an extra thick sweater underneath his clothing, so he can avoid being cold as well. Then again, it could be an excuse to pull Kanata close in his arms for warmth, and that idea alone made Allen excited.
Executing this plan was pretty easy, just like Allen has expected. They end the evening in some park, sitting in the grass, side-by-side. Allen can feel the cold against his cheeks, and he turns to look at Kanata, whose face was already red and his breath was visible due to the cool air.
Kanata was wearing his usual jacket but it was clearly not meant for this type of weather. He watched as Kanata shivered slightly, but said nothing.
Classic Kanata.
Allen decided to make his move now, pressing himself closer to Kanata, letting the tips of their fingers touch for a second, then shimmies out of his own jacket. The cold air hits him quickly but it was bearable at least. He was more concerned about the shorter boy next to him, as he wrapped his jacket around Kanata’s shoulders.
Purple eyes meet his, and Allen gives him a small smile. He couldn't tell if the reddening of Kanata’s cheeks was because he was still cold. Kanata turns forward again, but he slips his arm into the jacket sleeves and pulls it tighter around him.
Allen’s voice gets caught in his throat.
The sleeves of the jacket almost went over Kanata’s entire hand.
He’s so cute, He’s so cute, He’s so damn cute it's unfair.
Allen may have a nose bleed now, but he's perfectly fine with that.
Three
“It looks nice right,” Allen says, looking down at his current outfit. “Anne bought it for a stage.”
He looks back up to where Kanata sat on the edge of his bed. It was already bad enough that Allen wants Kanata to be around almost everyday, even before they started dating, but now that they are together and Allen discovered this whole ‘Kanata in his clothes’ thing, he’s been inviting Kanata over more frequently, even if they spend their time lazing around and doing absolutely nothing.
Kanata hops down from the bed and milling around Allen, examining the current outfit. It’s Allen’s usual stage outfit idea— with the hoodie, large jacket over top, and jeans. Allen really couldn’t tell the difference when Anne handed him the outfit, but now he’s trying to get a reaction out of Kanata. Something that can segue into Allen offering him to wear his stage outfit.
Another plan of trying to get his clothes onto his boyfriend is in session.
Kanata stopped in front of him, so they were now face to face.
“It’s alright, I guess.” Kanata says with a shrug
Allen bends down at Kanata, who frozed.
“Just alright?”
Please just take the bait…
Kanata sucks in a breath
“It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” He says
Allen moved in even closer to Kanata’s face “But it’s nice, yeah?”
Allen’s face was met with the palm of Kanata's hand, and was pushed back.
“You’re too damn close.” Kanata stuttered out before turning away from Allen and walking out of his room.
“Kanata!”
He doesn’t turn around, leaving Allen alone in his room. He should have known he would end up flustering Kanata if he got too close. The amount of times his cheeks stung because of Kanata’s hands are too many to count.
Allen crumbles to his knees.
Get Kanata into his stage outfit? Mission: Failed
Four
Okay, so maybe Allen is getting a bit desperate here but it's been who knows how long since he’s last seen Kanata wearing his clothes. After the failed attempt last time, Allen started to falter a bit.
But now he’s ready, he has a perfect plan, but first, he needs to talk to Hajun, who is currently cooking something on the stove top.
“Hajun,”
Hajun doesn’t turn around but he does let out a hum to let Allen know he's listening. Allen takes a deep breath because he is preparing to be asked “Are you dumb?” or something along those lines.
“Do you know how to make it colder in here?”
He sees Hajun stop mixing and look over his shoulder. Allen hears a sigh come from him.
“You know how cold it is outside and now you want to make it cold here as well? Why is that?” Hajun ask, turning his attention back to the stove.
Allen would rather not say ‘It’s so I can see my boyfriend in my clothes’ out loud because it is slightly embarrassing to admit, and he definitely doesn’t want Hajun to think he has some weird fetish or something.
Looks like Allen has to resort to begging which led him to having to clean up for the next few weeks but it's worth it, as long as he succeeds.
When Kanata comes over the first thing does he wrap his arms around himself.
“Why is it so fucking cold?!”
Allen gives him a small smile. “The air is broken right now, let me get you something.” He takes off to his room where he already had one of his hoodies laid out on his bed. It was a large red hoodie, one that would definitely clash with Kanata’s whole ‘aesthetic’, but that doesn’t matter. As long as he puts it on, Allen will feel pleased.
Footsteps from behind him makes him turn around.
Kanata was pouting with his arms still wrapped around himself.
“You can wear this. I don’t mind if you take it back home with you.” Allen says softly, handing over his hoodie. Kanata was quick to take a hold of it and slip it on.
Once again, Kanata was drowning in Allen’s hoodie. Not only is it large on him but he has a better view of the sweater paws, and Kanata’s red cheeks from the cold and the pout on his face. Heat rose to Allen cheeks as he stared.
How did he manage to get such a cute boyfriend?
Before Allen could get a chance to say anything, Kanata tugs on the front of his hoodie, pulling Allen to the direction of the bed, then pushing him down before falling on top.
“Cold.” Kanata mumbled into Allen’s chest, letting his eyes close
Allen’s heart was hammering in his chest because this is a rare moment where Kanata would loosen up more than usual, and when these moments do happen Allen’s brain starts malfunctioning.
It took him a while to finally let his arms wrap around Kanata, enjoying the warmth between them. Kanata lets out a sigh and relaxes in Allen’s arms.
This was definitely a success.
Five
This might be one of Allen’s worst ideas he’s come up with, but it's worth giving a try. He decided to invite Kanata to eat out at one of the eat-in restaurants. Both of them sat at their table across from each other. They just finished ordering their drinks and food, Allen deciding to pick one of the crazy drinks he’s never tried before in order to perfectly execute his plan.
Their drinks came first, and Allen moved to take a sip of his drink.
“ Mhm. It’s so good.”
It was way too sweet.
“Here try some, Kanata.”
I'm sorry for what I’m about to do.
Kanata mumbled ‘sure’ under his breath. Allen holds his drink out to Kanata, and right before he can get a hold of the cup, Allen lets the drink slip out of his hand. He watched as it splashed all over the table and the front of Kanata’s shirt.
“What the fuck?!”
Kanata stands up abruptly, holding out his shirt to avoid it sticking to his skin. Allen bites back a smile as he quickly lets out an apology.
“I'm so sorry, take this.” Allen starts, grabbing the bottom of his hoodie. Kanata was quick to stop him
“We’re in public, dumbass.”
“I have a shirt underneath, it's fine.”
Kanata lets out an annoyed groan before ushering Allen to follow him in the direction of the restroom. He heads into one of the stalls and locks the door behind him. They did a quick switch of shirts, Kanata throwing his sticky shirt over the stalls to Allen to hold on to, then Allen handing him his own shirt.
Kanata comes out of the stall with an angry look on his face, but this is the state that Allen find’s him the cutest. The white shirt hanging off of his smaller body, the sleeves of the shirt reaching just a little over Kanata’s elbow. Allen just wants to wrap his arms around him and have Kanata in his hold.
After getting a new table, Kanata still had an annoyed look on his face, but with him being buried in Allen’s shirt again, he feels like it was worth it. Maybe.
Plus One
Allen has decided it time to give it a rest, he has fulfilled everything in life and he doesn’t think he could survive anymore of this. And the fact that he wasn’t the one to come up with this shocks him even more.
It was more of a surprise visit, since Allen received a text from Kanata saying ‘I’ll be over soon’.
He has not thought of any other ways to see Kanata in his clothes. He actually started feeling bad after his last attempt. Of course he would love to see Kanata in his clothing again, but Allen couldn’t think of any other ways to make it happen that didn't involve ruining Kanata’s clothes.
So, seeing Kanata stand in front of him wearing both the red hoodie, and the jacket that Allen gave him made him surprised. Allen's jaw dropped and he felt weak in the knees.
No way this is seriously happening. He blinked a couple of times then fully shut his eyes.
“What the hell is your issue?”
“Just give me a moment.”
Cute. Cute. Cute. Cute. He’s so cute. Why is he so fucking cute? He’s killing me here.
Allen drops down to his knees, holding his head in his hands, mumbling Kanata’s name over and over again.