The lights dimmed as the tv screen lit up with flashy lights and fighting scenes between fictional characters, each swinging their weapons and firing arrows all according to the plot of the story. The light on the tv reflected on both you and Aeri's position - her arms wrapped around your waist possessively while you sat comfortably in her lap, your cheeks filled with popcorn as Aeri looked up at you and chuckled occasionally. You could feel her grip tighten when the fights got more serious, then loosen when the intensity died down.

As the minutes ticked by, you barely noticed how your positions slowly shifted until you were both lying on your side, Aeri spooning you from behind, patting your hip and ruffling your hair at random moments. After an hour, the movie reached its climax and the popcorn bin was empty. You reached for the remote and turned off the television with a gentle click while Aeri sat up and stretched languidly with a soft grunt.

She turned over and flashed you a quick smile. "Let's clean up," she muttered, her voice showing little exhaustion. She started cleaning popcorn crumbs and rearranging pillows while you prepared clothes for what you called 'bathtime'. You gently shook her shoulder when she was washing the popcorn bin, reminding her you'd be waiting in the bathroom. Aeri smirked and nodded as you scurried off to tie up your hair and wait.

Aeri arrived shortly after, mirroring your movements as you both stripped off your clothes until you were bare and ready to shower together. She turned on the warm water until steam filled the room, damping your body before reaching for soap. She washed and massaged your back with careful but experienced movements, watching with focused eyes as you bent over to wash your legs, suppressing a quiet chuckle as she murmured in your ear.