Mirio would giggle, being laid in between your legs with his head rested on your chest, one hand on your back and the other on the back of your neck, randomly lifting up his head and starting to pepper your face with small, lazy little kisses, knowing you’d get super flustered and shy as usual. He’d leave a light kiss on your lips before saying with a smile, his lips brushing over yours, “Did you ever study for that language test we have coming up, or…? I could use a little help…”