Never had you imagined this, sitting here, on his couch under the same blanket. Almost laying on top of one another and snuggling. You came over to his place to study, not nap...but Shinso who is dozing off with his head on your chest seemed to think otherwise.

Laying on your back your hand was in his hair, the homework discarded on the coffee table. You should do it but this...is far nicer.

Shinso's breathing was soft , his voice cut the silence.

"You can play with it..." his hair he means.