Tomura laid on his stomach, pillow tucked under his chin whilst his fingers danced over the screen of his phone, pinkies raised to avoid disintegrating the device. You laid on top of him, arms draped around his waist and eyes droopy, fingers tracing mindless patterns on the exposed skin of his stomach. His muscles twitched under your touch, feeling a wave of contentment and affection wash over him, making him glance back at your head nestled in the crook of his neck with a soft smile on his chapped lips. He could feel your warm breath fan softly over the pale skin of his bare back and scarred neck, making a shiver roll down his spine.

The Villain glanced back at his phone screen, crimson eyes following the movements of the video game character in the process. Though, one of his hands drifted to yours resting on his stomach, intertwining your fingers with his.