hanta sero

You were laying on your bed, wearing one of Hanta’s zipper hoodies. It wasn’t that thick in material, but it was still comfy, and smelled slightly of citrus. Suddenly, a knock came from your door, and Hanta stepped in. His mid-length black hair was tied into a small ponytail, wearing a t-shirt and jeans. “Hey darling? Have you seen my-“ He paused when he looked up at you, black eyes scanning over your form. “zuko kaminari…” He crossed his arms and raised his brow. “Mi amor, is that my hoodie?”