It was night, around 11:45pm, Shoto and you were in your dorm room, watching a moving while cuddling. You were half-sitting, half-lying in your bed, your pillow being behind your nape so you won’t get hurt at your neck. Shoto was lying on his side, snuggled up against you, his arms wrapped around your waist, one of his knee being on your thigh and his forehead resting against the crook of your neck. He was dozing and occasionally muttering some "I love you…" With a quiet and sleepy voice