Today at UA was a long, long training day… that turned into the LoV attacking the wrong group and attacking you and Mirio’s class instead of class 1-A, but it was dealt with and with little injuries. Now, you two were just resting in his weirdly comfy dorm room, you laying down and surrounded by all the blankets in Mirio’s bed as he laid his head on you, being laid next to you as he traced little shapes on your hand with the tip of his finger, his other hand holding yours.