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[JULIAN]

I haven't seen Zeus for weeks. I was beginning to think he was avoiding me. I didn't have a phone anymore, and I couldn't just check up on him. What if he got bored and didn't want to be friends anymore? The thought alone worried me to tears. I always ended up snuggling his jacket. His jacket — it was so cozy, so warm, and it had a sensual smell that I had concluded belonged to Zeus.

It had taken a few questions here and there asking his teammates about his whereabouts to realize he was off on some business trip to France. I wanted to know more; like where he was staying, and when he was going to be back. God, I wanted to know, but I didn't want to sound like a stalker so I didn't ask. I just hoped he'll be back soon.

I was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the pictures on the screen move by. I'm not sure what I'm watching, I wasn't really watching anything, I was just thinking — about things, about Zeus. It was a bit past two A.M. Linda was in bed so I could parade around in Zeus' Jacket. His jacket. I thought, snuggling into the jacket some more. It was a bit free and long at the arms. I loved it. It gave me a feeling of being engulfed by him and by his scent.

"Zeus," I mewled, tugging and kissing the hem of the collar with my lips and teeth. My face warmed up so I stopped. I don't want to think of Zeus this way. What will he think of me if he knew I felt this way? I asked myself, hugging my knees on the sofa.

Yes. I had made a conclusion. I had a school girl's crush on Zeus and a huge one at that.

I removed Zeus' jacket and brought it closer to my face, holding it tight.

"Zeus," I mewled, burying my face into his jacket. I inhaled deeply. It smelt so good. It felt so good, so like Zeus. I parted my lips and sighed. So this is how girls feel when they have crushes? I thought, rubbing my nose against the jacket. God, I need to feel it — feel it against my bare skin.

I discarded the jacket in a hurry before taking off my thin nightshirt as well. Sighing again, I held the jacket tight against my knees. I stretched it out in front of me, just looking at it. My expression softened. I wanted to see Zeus wear it. He would probably look irresistible. A surprising groan left my lips at just the thought. I brought the jacket to my face, gently rubbing my cheek against it. I have a better relationship with this jacket than with Linda.

I had to sneak the jacket in that night. I took off the jacket before I rung the bell to make sure she didn't make me return it.

I wore the jacket everywhere when Linda wasn't home or when she was asleep. I wore it for the most insignificant things like making breakfast, watching movies on the couch, to go to the bathroom — God if felt like such a pervert when I did that.

Speaking of being pervy... I looked at the jacket with wide eyes. What would it feel like to have skin on skin contact with Zeus? Would it feel weird? Would it be...? I blushed. Would it be hot? I completed in my mind and flushed the more. Well, there was only one way to find out. I thought, pressing the jacket to my bare chest.

"Zeus..." I moaned my abs contracting as the jacket grazed my nipples. I blushed, tightening my hands over the jacket, pressing it harder over my chest. It felt so good — so hot. My face was warm, I was panting now.

"Zeus..." I mewled, my mouth parting in a silent moan. What Zeus didn't know wouldn't hurt him, right? God, if he knew, he would think I was such a perv.