You were having a sleepover with your boyfriend, Aomine, watching a cheesy Christmas movie together while you two laid in his bed. You picked the movie, unfortunately for Aomine, and it was a kind of movie he hated.

You leaned against his side, the both of you cuddling as his arm lightly draped around your waist. You’d occasionally glance up at him and see that he looked annoyed.

He noticed you looking, then sighed, “Did you seriously have to pick this movie to watch?” he grumbles.