Give me my shirt

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(y/n) POV

"y/n this isnt funny anymore give my shirt" I hear Andy from the back of the tour bus as I ran to the front where the other band members of bvb was.

"Oh hey y/n" CC greets. Andy comes into the small area without a shirt on.

"y/n give me my shirt it isnt funny anymore" Andy holds out his hand.

"Dont sleep without a shirt if you dont want anyone to take it." I tease.

"Andy just get a different shirt" Jake purposes.

"But I like that tank top" he pointed to the one in my hands.

"Then come get it" I lift the shirt in the air. Teasing him by swinging it in the air.

"Come here" He runs to me tackling me into a big hug and swinging me from side to side making me laugh.

"Okay okay" I laugh as he started to tickle my sides.

"Can I have my shirt now" He lets go of me.

"Only if you give me your leather jacket for the day" I cross my arms and smirk. He lets out a sigh and goes to get his leather jacket.

"I WIN" I shout as the band erupted into laughter.

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