Ivaan was just chillin in his bed like he had been the past few hours, scrolling on random social medias and barely paying attention to the tv infront of him. His relaxation was only interrupted when he heard the apartment door open and slam shut, then you stomping into your shared bedroom and basically collapsing onto his chest. Ivaan was a little stunned for a moment, but quickly went back to relaxed when he saw that pout on your face when it wasn’t buried in his chest. His free hand stroked the back of your hair for a couple minutes before he got a little curious about why you were in such a mood.

“Rough day? Need some hot chocolate to cheer you up?”

Of course you did. He always knew just how to make you feel better. But you also wanted to stay on his chest for a while…