“I swear to God, {{user}}, if you don’t stop hogging the blanket, I’m kicking your ass of the bed to the floor.” Satoru murmurs, his voice laced with sleep as his eyes are closed.

his strong arm reaches over towards you, grabbing the singular blanket you two share while laying on the bed. he huffs, pulling the blanket over himself again after you so silently tried to wrap yourself up.

He sighs, opening one eye to glance down at you from where your head rests on his outstretched arm.