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VARSITY BOMBER JACKET
"Babe, have you seen my black jacket with the white stripes? I want to wear it tonight when we meet everyone for drinks," Maya yelled from the bedroom closet.
Carina walked into the bedroom, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Oh, you mean this jacket?" she asked, twirling slightly to show off Maya's favorite jacket that she was wearing.
Maya looked at her wife and couldn't help but smile. "You're always stealing my clothes."
Carina sauntered over, closing the distance between them. "Do you want it back?" she asked, pouting as she draped her arms around Maya's neck.
Maya laughed, wrapping her arms around Carina's waist. "No, you know how I love seeing you in my clothes."
Carina leaned in, giving Maya a kiss. "The first time I saw you in this jacket I knew you'd be mine. Now I get to wear this jacket whenever I want."
Maya's smile widened as she gazed into Carina's eyes. "I love that you're mine," she said softly.
Carina rested her forehead against Maya's. "And I love being yours," she whispered, giving her another tender kiss. "Now, let's go meet everyone for drinks. I want to show off how good I look in my wife's clothes."
Maya laughed, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. "Sounds like a plan. Let's go."
BLACK AND WHITE RINGER TEE
Tonight was their anniversary. They had decided to stay home and enjoy the night in their new home. Carina had just pressed play on the movie when Maya walked in carrying the popcorn and wine.
"Here you go, my love," Maya said, handing Carina a glass.
"Thank you, bambina," Carina replied, accepting the glass with a smile.
Maya snuggled into Carina's side, feeling the comforting warmth of her presence. It didn't take long for the movie to be forgotten and hands to roam, their focus shifting entirely to each other.
Maya's fingers trailed lightly over Carina's arm, sending shivers down her spine. Carina turned her head, capturing Maya's lips in a soft, lingering kiss.
Maya's hands found their way under Carina's shirt, "Isn't this the shirt I wore the first time I told you I loved you?"
Carina smiled. "It is, which makes it so fitting for tonight."
Maya smiled before leaning back in for a kiss. "I love it, but I'll love it even more on the floor."
Carina laughed softly, her eyes sparkling with love and mischief. "Then let's get it on the floor."
BLACK OVERSIZED HOODIE
Carina was sent home sick. She called Maya on the drive home, leaving a voicemail. "Hey bella, I'm heading home. I’m not feeling well."
By the time Carina arrived home, she was exhausted and her head was pounding. She managed to change into Maya's black hoodie. Maya's scent wafted off the hoodie, giving Carina instant comfort. She pulled the hoodie tighter over herself before collapsing on the couch.
Hours later, Maya arrived home after hearing Carina's voicemail. She found Carina curled up on the couch, fast asleep in her hoodie. The sight tugged at her heart. She set down her bag quietly and approached Carina, gently brushing a few strands of hair away from her face.
Carina stirred slightly, her eyes fluttering open. "Maya?" she murmured, her voice weak and congested.
"Hi, baby," Maya whispered, leaning down to kiss her forehead.
Carina nodded, her eyes already closing again as she snuggled deeper into Maya's hoodie.
Maya noticed that Carina was starting to sweat and suggested she take off the sweatshirt. "Babe, let's take this off. You're burning up."
"No," Carina pouted, weakly refusing.
"Why not, honey?" Maya asked softly, concern etched in her voice.
"Because it feels like home," Carina said in her sickly weakened state.
Maya's heart melted at Carina's words. She leaned in to kiss Carina's cheek, her lips lingering for a moment. "I know, sweetheart, but you're overheating. Let's get you more comfortable."
Gently, Maya was able to coax Carina into removing the sweatshirt. Carina tried to reach out for it, her fingers brushing against the soft fabric. "I need that," she mumbled.
Maya caught Carina's hand, bringing it to her lips and pressing a tender kiss to her knuckles. "You don't, babe. I'm home now."
FIREFIGHTER JACKET
Carina was waiting for Maya to finish her shift. As she waited, her eyes fell on Maya's firefighter jacket and helmet. With a curious smile, she reached out and grabbed the jacket, slipping it on. The weight of it caught her off guard, causing her to stumble a bit. Undeterred, she then reached for the helmet, carefully placing it on her head.
As she adjusted the helmet and looked at her reflection in the mirror, she didn't notice her wife watching her from the doorway. Maya stood silently, her eyes filled with affection and amusement as she observed Carina's playful moment.
"You look good in my gear," Maya said, breaking the silence.
Carina jumped slightly at the sound of Maya's voice, turning to face her with a sheepish grin. "I didn't hear you come in."
Maya walked over, her smile widening. "I like seeing you like this," she said, gently adjusting the helmet on Carina's head. "It looks like you're playing dress up."
Carina turned to face the mirror once more. Laughing as she saw herself be engulfed by the jacket, "It does."
"Are you ready to go home?" Maya asked as she started to remove the jacket and helmet from Carina.
"Yes, and maybe later we can play hot firefighter saves sexy doctor?" Carina leaned in pressing a kiss to Maya's lips.
Maya groaned pulling Carina out of the station.