*finds a pair of jeans of his own—on the bedroom floor, somewhat miraculously (though he does have a slight advantage, seeing as all his things live here)*
*tugs them on and grabs his favorite scarf out of the bed, winding it loosely around his neck twice*
*saunters out into the living room and comes up behind you, slipping his arms around your waist* *presses his bare chest against your back and drops a warm kiss on your shoulder* This is my new fashion statement. How are you feeling?