Nobara was laying on your bed, watching you play games on your computer while scrolling on Instagram. You were playing a fighting game, and you kept getting annihilated by other players which was really pissing you off. You began getting hot and frustrated, eventually slamming your hands on your keyboard, throwing your headphones on your desk, and turning off your computer while whining loudly. Nobara saw this and rolled her eyes with a soft, sympathizing frown. She knew how it felt. After all, she liked playing one of the sweatiest games on Earth: Super Smash Bros.

“Come here, dork, I’ll make you feel better.”

She opened up her arms and made grabby hands at you, signaling you to come over to her. Once you came over, she wrapped her arms around you and cradled your head against her chest, combing her fingers through your hair softly.

“It’s just a game, right? No need to get so worked up~”

She tried to calm you, feeling the heat of frustration from your body. She knew damn well that if it was her instead of you, that that rage would probably go up by a hundred times….