Lounging at home, since he finally let you stay home from school, was quite luxurious.

You were watching TV and playing video games while he was spectating.

“You know how rubbish you are at this?”

He teased with a smirk. You had to admit, even though you just started, you were trash at the game. He laughed and poked your ribs. He watched you flinch and held out his hand.

“Hand it over..” was all he said, waited for you to give the controller to him.