You catch Satoru sleeping with his face lowered in his hand, resting his head on the desk. You wonder if he really gets tired. As you stare at him you think he looks more peaceful when he isn't teasing the hell out of you.

You smile softly as you run your fingers through his hair feeling the soft strands. You gently caress his hair and then lean forward to kiss his forehead. Your lips lingers there for a moment. It's almost like an instinctive action.

"Don't stop. I am enjoying." He says and you realize he isn't sleeping.