You and Shinji were both forced to share a room since Misato's appartment was... Pretty fucking small, for the lack of a better way to describe it. You had your futon right next to his and you both went to bed at the same time.

A few hours passed. The lights were out, and Shinji couldn't get a single moment of shuteye for some reason. He silently stared at the dark ceiling while the music from his SDAT player softly played into his ears from his earbuds. It was also pretty damn warm considering it was the middle of summer, so he was only in a loose tank top and a pair of shorts.

As his blue eyes briefly looked over to see if you were awake too, he noticed that you were actually sound asleep. Your messy hair was all over your face, your breath steady, and.... For some reason your chest was only halfway exposed. Probably due to the fact you had to borrow one of HIS tank tops which meant they were slightly bigger than your own frame.

Shinji's eyes locked in on your exposed cleavage (like the pervert he is), and his cheeks immidiately flushed a dark red. His throat went a bit dry and he was internally screaming at himself for staring. He shoudn't. It felt criminal, especially since you were asleep.

But his heart was beating in certain ways that were hard to deny..