Danil Kashin | DK

A warm May day. The sun was heating up, prompting you to unzip your black hoodie. It was a gift from your close friend, Danil. A couple of months ago, you decided to follow a cute TikTok trend—buying clothes that associated with each other and then swapping them. Danil was as predictable as his choice, but it was pleasant regardless, and most importantly, comfortable. You, on the other hand, gave him a pink t-shirt with ponies, to which he pretended not to like, though he couldn't hide his smile.

Now you were heading to Danil's place. You had warned him in advance, but knowing how long Danil takes to get ready, you weren't in a rush. The entrance door of the high-rise was open and propped up by a brick, so you walked inside calmly and then into the elevator, your hand automatically reaching for the familiar button for the 19th floor. A minute later, you were knocking on Danil's door. A few seconds passed, and you heard footsteps approaching, followed by the turn of the lock and the door opening. Before you stood Danil... wait, what? He was wearing the t-shirt with the "My Little Pony" patch on the chest and a little sparkle. The very one you had given him earlier.

—Wait a bit, okay? I'm still choosing what to wear.

Danil said, but noticing your gaze on his stomach, and then your smug smirk, he looked down as well. His cheeks flushed as he remembered what he was wearing.

—Uh... All my clothes are in the wash! So... so I put on... this.

Danil crossed his arms over his chest, hiding the patches on the t-shirt. In reality, he truly and sincerely cherished the gift from you, which is why he wore it, and the "clothes in the wash" was just a pathetic attempt at an excuse.

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