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Little Things

Moment Nine

Frustrating. That's what it was. Conner checked the closet again in hopes that he'd overlooked it, but his favorite hoodie was nowhere to be seen. He was supposed to be packing for their trip to Japan, and while he wouldn't necessarily say he was wasting time (this was his favorite hoodie, damn it) he would admit that he maybe wasn't spending it wisely. They were leaving the next day and he was the only one not finished packing.

But really, it was a matter of principle at this point. He had to find it, just for peace of mind.

The thing was, he'd already checked everywhere it might be. He'd gone through every piece of clothing in the closet, even in Kaldur and Kagome's sections just in case it got mixed in somehow. Every drawer had been rifled through (he was sure Kagome would have something to say later about the state he'd left them in, but it pretty much qualified as an emergency at this point). Laundry - clean and dirty - had been sorted and resorted. The washer was checked, the dryer was checked. He looked under the bed and behind the dressers.

Trudging into the living room to check the chairs and under couch cushions (because you just never know), Conner tried to think of anywhere else he might have left it. He stopped by the coat closet to check it again as a thought occurred to him. Had he worn it to the Watchtower and set it down somewhere? Shaking his head and shutting the closet door, he decided not to even entertain that particular possibility. Mostly because the thought of trying to scour the Watchtower for a single hoodie (which may have been picked up by someone else at that point) gave him a headache.

When the living room didn't turn up his hoodie, Conner flopped down onto the couch and groaned loudly. Did he have other hoodies he could take to Japan? Sure, of course. Were any of them his favorite? Absolutely not.

"What's the matter?"

Conner startled a little at the sudden question. Honestly, he'd forgotten that he wasn't alone in the apartment. Kagome had set herself up at the dining room table with her laptop and files and requested privacy to get some last minute work done before their trip, so Conner had just mentally marked off the dining room in his hoodie search. Besides, he couldn't imagine it being in there to begin with.

"I can't find my favorite hoodie," Conner called back from where he still lay on the couch. "I swear, I've looked everywhere for it."

The apartment was quiet for a few seconds before Kagome finally answered, "That's too bad. Are you sure you looked everywhere?"

"Everywhere I could think it might be," Conner said as he hefted himself up and sighed. Making his way towards the dining room to check on Kagome, he turned up the room's light dimmer and scolded, "Working on the computer in the dark is bad for your-" When he could finally see Kagome in the light, his eyes zeroed in on what she was wearing. They stared at each other for several silent seconds before Conner asked, "Is that my hoodie?"

Kagome sank down in her chair and crossed her arms to cover the printed design on the hoodie's front. "No," she answered, eyeing Conner cautiously. When his eyes narrowed on her, she slid further down into her chair and mumbled, "Maybe." When Conner didn't say anything and only stared at her, snuggled up in the hoodie he'd been searching like mad for, she finally sat up with a small huff and said, "Yes, fine. But I was cold! And it was just laying on a chair in the living room! And I didn't know you were looking for it! You know it's always freezing in the dining room - for whatever reason - but this was the most out of the way place for me to work."

Conner sighed and walked to stand next to Kagome. Holding out his hand and motioning for her to give him what he wanted, he simply said, "Hoodie."

"Really?" Kagome pouted. "But I'm cold," she told him again, pulling the hoodie tighter around herself.

"Go get one of my other ones. Or one of Kaldur's. Or one of yours."

"But I already have this one all warm and cozy," Kagome whined as she laid her head down on the table and looked up at Conner with what she hoped was a pitiful enough expression for him to let her slide this time.

Unfortunately, hours of frustrated searching meant Conner was largely immune to his small girlfriend's pouting. He easily picked up her chair, causing her to squeak and hold on so she didn't fall out, and moved her away from the table. Picking her up like she weighed nothing (because to him, that's almost exactly what she weighed) he carried her back to their bedroom, set her down on the floor, and looked at her expectantly.

Kagome glanced over to the open closet where many more hoodies and sweaters hung before she sighed and unzipped the one she wore, offering it up to Conner. She rolled her eyes when he immediately slipped it on, but before she could make her way to the closet to get another, she was being hugged tightly as Conner wrapped his hoodie around both of them and zipped it up.

A second later, Conner wrapped his arms around her and tipped over so that they both fell on the bed together, Conner laughing as Kagome shrieked in surprise and clung to him.

"A little warning would've been nice," Kagome giggled as she pinched Conner's side when he continued to laugh at her. "You almost gave me a heart attack."

"I don't regret it," Conner said as they both wiggled around, still wrapped up in his hoodie, and tried to get more comfortable together.

"Don't you still have packing to do?" Kagome asked as she continued to poke and prod at Conner's sides in hopes of finding one of his elusive ticklish spots.

Conner lightly smacked at Kagome's hands underneath the hoodie as he said, "Yeah, but I'm tired now. You have no idea how hard I was looking for this." He was quiet for a beat before a thought occurred to him. "How much more work do you have to finish?"

Humming in thought as she finally decided to leave Conner's sides alone and snuggle down into warm cuddles, Kagome answered, "I'm mostly finished; a couple more emails to send out, but that's about it."

"Good," Conner said before letting things go quiet between them. They were both almost asleep, Conner stroking what little of Kagome's hair was available to him, when the front door opened and they heard Kaldur announce that he was home.

"In here!" Kagome called out as she wiggled to readjust so that she could just barely see the bedroom doorway.

Kaldur came to the bedroom but paused in the doorway at what he saw on the bed. Smiling at the silliness of his partners, he asked, "Did I miss something?"

"Kagome's a hoodie thief," Conner summed up.

"I didn't steal it!" Kagome objected. "It was lying abandoned in the living room."

As the two on the bed continued to bicker about thievery versus finders-keepers, Kaldur made his way over to sit beside them on the bed. Leaning back on one hand so that he could face them more comfortably, he tapped Kagome on the head to get her attention and asked, "Did you get your work finished?"

"Pretty much," Kagome answered, twisting in Conner's hold to smile up at Kaldur. "Just a little more."

Kaldur glanced around the disorganized state of their room and the scarce contents of the suitcase on the other side of the bed before he looked at Conner with a knowing expression and asked, "And how is your packing coming?"

"Maybe halfway there?" Conner answered. When Kaldur gave him a flat look, he amended, "Maybe less?"

Sighing, Kaldur shook his head but smiled as he said, "I suppose I can help you while Kagome finishes her work. But we should go to bed soon. Tomorrow will be busy."

"Yeah, okay," Conner agreed as he unzipped his hoodie and Kagome rolled out.

"Hey Kaldur," she laughed when she bumped into his thigh. Rolling herself up, she stood and made her way to grab one of her own hoodies out of the closet.

Kaldur watched her curiously for a moment as she tugged at the baggy sweatpants cinched tightly around her hips and cuffed several times at the ends to rest at her mid-calf. "Are those my pants?" He asked.

Kagome was running out of the room and down the hall as she called out over her shoulder, "No!"

"They definitely are," Conner said as he sat up and stretched. "Maybe we should start wearing some of her clothes in retaliation."

Caught off guard by the suggestion and the mental image that came along with it, Kaldur suddenly laughed, loud and unrestrained.

Conner watched his boyfriend laugh fully and smiled. It was a rare sound but one of his favorites.