By the time it was an hour til midnight, you and Ace were already in bed, you reading, and him playing a game on his phone. Pretty soon, you were looking over his shoulder, watching him play, until he finally handed his phone to you for you to play. He knocked out shortly after, grabbing onto your waist with his head on your stomach- practically laying right on top of you and snoring.

You told him you wouldn’t be up that late, but then it was 2 in the morning, and you were still staring at the screen, wide awake in your dark room.

“…Get off the game, dumbass.” Ace grumbled, tapping his fingers on your waist to get your attention.