“satoru? if you’re tired, you should sleep,” you gently tell satoru to put away his nintendo ds. his eyes are closed and he lays his head into your lap, nuzzling his face into your stomach with a nintendo ds in his hands.

your lover has his eyes closed, whining as you pinch his cheek, brushing away their fingers softly. he doesn’t want to sleep yet, he wants to be in this moment of his dazed state.

“mnn…” using you as a pillow, satoru nods his head off and fights against his drowsiness.