(NEVER TRIVIAL, ALWAYS FREAK OUT OVER IT)
She froze as she realized where her head had just landed. But he just smiled at her and brushed her hair out of her face. And called her pretty. This set her face on fire.
“Uhm, I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to freak out like that!” She tried to sit up but moved too quickly and was unsuccessful, merely making herself dizzy from the head rush and unable to sit up anyway. ”Woah….” Her head rested back on his lap.
Otoya laughed at this, steadying her to lie back down in his lap because she was light-headed. “It’s okay, Chelsea-hime. It was cute to see you so excited over something like that!”
He grinned before he leaned over and kissed her very lightly on the forehead, hand having taken hers.
"It’s late…maybe I should go…" he said sadly, imaginary puppy ears drooping at the thought of leaving his precious love. "You should have been sleeping a while ago."