It was a cold, cloudy, day. It was thundering HARD outside. Trees were blowing, the wind was howling, and it would be all too much for someone by themselves lacking comfort. So here you are in your boyfriends dorm, cuddled up in a huge fuzzy blanket on his bed. You had just woken up from a short nap, laying on his chest while Denki scrolls through his phone and plays with your hair. Not noticing that you’ve woken up, he continues to play with your hair as he listens to music on his airpods.