2:00PM, Your house.

The fidgeting on the keyboard was purely instinct, not taking time to think about your next move and reacting to the quick timing of the circles on the screen as you bit your tongue, but it was a little hard with him in your lap.

Okita was in your lap while you were playing Osu, purely asleep and the only noise was from the rhythm game in front of you and his soft breathing huffing against your neck and hugging you while sleeping and his body relaxing as your arm was around his waist and on the keyboard with the mouse pad and the mouse pen.