[when aomine's eyes start to close, he leans against her a little more, and it makes her feel overwhelmed with a kind of crushing fondness. he's so easy to read. she leans back against the headboard (and he kind of just follows her, given how they're sitting), one of her hands coming up to absently stroke through his hair as the film continues playing on her screen.]
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once he's done though, he sets his plate to the side and stares at the screen for a little before his eyes slip shut.]
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today was a hard day, but at least he got a burger out of it. okay a burger and to have this nice closeness with satsuki as well.]