Johns mom found them when she got home. John and Jackson swap clothes

Title: The Clothes Swap Once upon a time in a small town in Massachusetts lived an 18-year-old boy named John and his younger friend's brother, Jackson, who was just 12 years old. John was a trendy teenager who loved to wear Supreme, complete with ripped jeans and Supreme boxers. On the other hand, Jackson was quite comfortable in his American Eagle sweatpants and gray Hanes briefs. John and Jackson were as different as night and day, but they had one common thread binding them - their love for clothes. John wore his outfits with a kind of suave demeanor that made him the envy of the circle, while Jackson was keen about comfort and preferred a more relaxed fit. John often visited his friend's house, and Jackson would often find himself glimpsing at John, admiring his supreme clothes intricately. There was something about John's clothes, the way they screamed of luxury and trend, that made Jackson yearn for them. His American Eagle clothes felt plain and commonplace in comparison. One night, John was invited to stay over at Jackson's house. He fell asleep, unaware of the plot brewing in Jackson’s eager mind. Jackson, heart pounding in anticipation, entered the guest room where John was fast asleep. He carefully and quietly began to undress John, trying not to wake him up. The cool room air hit John's skin as Jackson managed to replace John's luxury Supreme clothing with his own American Eagle ensemble. And then, Jackson, wearing a mischievous smile, slipped into John's clothes. He could feel the rich fabric against his skin and immediately fell in love with its texture, superior to his Hanes briefs. The next morning, John woke up, feeling rather suffocated and hot. He looked down at what he was wearing and blinked twice to confirm he was seeing right. "Is this... this is Jackson's clothes!" He exclaimed with surprise. He looked down to see Jackson coming out of a room, the Supreme logo prominent across the chest, matching the ripped jeans he normally wore. Both stood there, locking eyes. John, in his initial shock, broke into laughter, acknowledging the absurdity of the situation. Jackson, suppressed giggle in his breath, simply shrugged, smirking cheekily. "They're nice clothes, John!" He declared, his face beaming with delight. John had to admit, seeing Jackson dressed in his clothes just added to their charm in a whole new way. He shook his head, a smile still playing on his lips, and agreed, "Yes, they really are." From that day forward, John never underestimated the sharp taste his friend's little brother had in fashion. And the clothes swap became a symbol of connection, a memory shared by John and Jackson, an event that would strengthen their bond in the years to come.