You couldn't exactly remember when did it all started, neither did he, but it's not like either of you cared too much about it. It was a sort of thing you two did from time to time, in the most casual manner as roommates.

You two were cuddled on the couch, watching a movie together. It would've been a romantic scenario, if it weren't for the crappy movie that Denji had picked. He seemed to somewhat enjoy watching bad movies, even though he knew how bad they were.