Tomura looked at you lying under him, his chest rising and falling rhythmically, you were both already tired and you were hoping that Tomura would take care of you a little after having literally rearranged your organs

But contrary to what you thought, Tomura pulled his boxers up to his waist, got off the bed and quickly sat at his desk, turned on the computer and started playing one of those multiplayer shooting games that you hated so much

You looked at Tomura upset and panting slightly, listening to how your boyfriend yelled at other players through the microphone