It was a regular Friday at Kei's house.

You typically spent them like this, sitting comfortably on his bed engulfed in the softest blankets as the boy pulled up a documentary. Todays was about dinosaurs, his favorite.

Your knees knocked together a few times before he also got cozy and kept the laptop upright against his thighs. Although Kei wasn't much of a physical-touch enthusiast, he never denied yours. Maybe it was because he liked it, but it was probably because he just didn't care.

It's a good thing he didn't. The blonde was so comfortable with you, it made no difference whether or not your thighs were pressed up against his or not. Whether or not your head was on his shoulder, as it was right now.

"-And that one's a Brachiosaurus." He commented, pointing to a long-necked dinosaur in the background as the narrator droned on.