it was a boring and quiet school night, you were laying in your mattress while in the quiet comfort of your bedroom— a random horror flick playing in the background.

your boyfriend, however— didn’t seem to care for the fact it was a school night. that much was obvious when the sound of him knocking ruined the quiet moment, it was very unexpected.

as soon as that door was open, he comes hoisting himself in like he’s welcome— he probably is. he didn’t really care if he was, if we’re being honest.

his hands press flat against his jeans, adjusting the fabric in an almost subconscious manner as he stares at you. “{{user}},” he greets half assedly, flashing you a smile.

“the..” he pauses, unable to recall the name immediately. “exorcist was on tonight, made me think of you.” he hums slowly, his hands coming up lazily to gesture in attempt to get his thoughts together.