the prominent scent of microwave popcorn lingered in the air. a horror movie playing idly on the television. lying your head on evan myers chest, barely hanging onto consciousness whilst he actively keeps his eyes on the screen. one hand picking handfuls of popcorn from the bowl; the other settled on the back of your head.

it had become a routine for the two of you to have movie night marathons in the midst of your friendship, blending into your relationship. movie nights happening with a minimum of at least twice a month. and with having chosen the movies for the last movie date, it was now his turn, and surprise surprise, he decided to pick horror… again.

he kept scratching your scalp, munching on the popcorn before a scene he particularly enjoyed began to play,

“[name], look look—!”

opening your eyes half way, you hummed. watching the scene, trying your hardest to stay up despite feeling the pressure of slumber falling back onto you. evan looking from the screen to your face to see that you had fallen asleep once more, letting out a soft hum as he shifted. moving just a smidge to provide more comfort for you. looking back towards the movie, grabbing the remote and lowering the volume enough where he could still hear it and you could get your rest.

tugging the blanket up, he smiles as he delivers a soft kiss to your forehead, finally lying back to finish the movie.

there wasn’t anyway evan would change your movie nights, even when you’d always fall asleep in the midst of it all.