Rodrick was sitting on the couch, his phone in hand as he lazily scrolled through it. You were sitting next to him, your legs stretched out, when you noticed his movements slowing down. At first, he was completely focused on the screen, but soon his eyelids began to droop.

With a soft grunt, he leaned over and rested his head on your lap, still holding his phone in one hand.

“Rodrick?” you whispered, but he was already too far gone, his breathing slow and steady.

He only let out a little "Mhmm".