hyoma was just reading a book on the couch you both were sitting on, when he looked over to see you fast asleep on the other side of the couch. he smiles to himself, putting his book down and walking over to your part of the couch, crouching on the floor in front of you.

somehow, even in your sleep, you could feel someone in front of you, and you slowly wake up, the sight of him so close startling you. you react on instinct, slapping him across the face before you could process.