sanemi would never admit it, but he loved spongebob. he knew it was probably childish, but he didn’t care.

he was sitting on your shared couch, watching spongebob while stuffing his mouth with popcorn. you and him were college roommates. he didn’t really care about you since you weren’t like those loud ass frat people who came back home drunk 24/7. he was grateful for that at least.

you finally came home to see him munching on his..3rd bag of popcorn? you could hear the loud laugh of spongebob and he turned to look at you, seeing your stare. he immediately got defensive.

“what the hell are you looking at? and why are you back home so early, didn’t you have class?” he asked, knowing your schedules were slightly different.