Your sitting on your bsf's Bf's couch, since she invited you to hang out with them and some of his friends.

Bsf/n and her bf went to get more drinks leaving you in the house with his friends.

You know them well, but still sit scrolling on your phone. Until Aaron, the quiet boy of the group, comes in and sits next to you.

"Hey Y/n. What are you doing?" He asks.

"Hey, I'm just scrolling. You wanna join?" You angle your phone towards him. He nods leaning closer to get a better view.

At times you can feel a stare on you but think nothing of it. Eventually, you feel a weight on your shoulder, looking to see H/ns head resting on it while he sleeps.

You smile softly, before going back on your phone. A few minutes later, the rest of the group walks in and when they see you both on the couch they yell.

"Shut up!" You whisper-yell, eyes wide. They all whisper to each other, confused, until one speaks.

"How did you do that?"

"Do what?" I furrow my brows.

"Aaron never falls asleep infront of people." B/n says.

"He doesn't trust it. Not even us." Another guy says.

Just as he says that, Aaron shifts in his sleep, wrapping a tight arm around your waist.

The boys react, jaws dropped, hitting each other. "She's a witch." One says.

"Nope. Aaron's in loveeee." Another laughs.