Movie nights.

They happened every so often when the two of you, both you and Vance, needed some down time. Currently, the horror movie you had picked out was playing. While it was clear you had been playing attention to the movie, he hadn't. He had his hands around your waist, head pressing against you and your legs. then rolled over and laid his head on your lap.

"― this movie is stupid, pay attention to me." Vance complained, pouting.