– “You come to my room and wake me up at 4am, to cuddle?”
Characters: Kyoutani Kentarou/Reader
requested by @milkfortobio , prompt 34
As Kyotani turns around in the bed for the nth time that night, his gut tells him something is up.
Just because he hasn’t received any sudden messages or crashers into his dorm room yet do not mean something won’t come up soon. As much as he hates the nickname he was given back in highschool, he does have a nose for surprises coming up. So he sighs in defeat and decides he might as well do something productive while he’s up.
As the clock waves the 3s good bye and the red 4 blinks bright, he gives up. Might as well get as much sleep as I can, is the only thought in his mind.
Before he can fall asleep completely, dream figures calling his name in the distance, faint footsteps can be heard through the door. With a grunt, he presses his head to the pillow further, slight hopes of silencing the noise but it seems the person stands right in front of his dorm. With the loud ping of his phone, he gets up, it’s clear he won’t be getting much sleep tonight.
Walking up to peep through the hole, shoulders relaxing at the familiar sight, he opens the door. Just as you’re about to knock, one arm still hanging in the air while other holds your phone, his contact ID displayed on the screen.
For a minute, the both of you stare at one another. Avoiding his gaze, you let out a tiny “Hi.”. Kyoutani only leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, with the trademark unimpressed look on.
As much as he wants to stay grumpy, his voice betrays his image. “So what do I owe the visit?” Hearing the care despite his choice of words, you perk up suddenly and he can’t help but soften at you when you’re like that.
“So you see… It must be full moon tonight, because I can’t sleep and I figured-” “(Name) it’s crescent, not the full moon. Seriously, why are you here at this hour?”
When your posture slumps visibly, he feels bad for sounding like this. But it’s not like he can pay attention to any simple thing he does when he’s half asleep… Right?
As you fix your gaze on your shoes, fingers fiddling with each other, you say it in a whisper, he almost cannot hear.
“I just… wanted to cuddle. It’s cold and lonely and I can’t sleep.”
“You come to my room and wake me up at 4am, to cuddle?”
“Yes?.. I-” Before you can say another word, he pulls you to his arms. When you let out a yelp, he straighens. Okay maybe he should be gentler, especially when it’s so late.
“Then come inside idiot, the bed is wide enough for the both of us. But in the morning, we’re going to talk and fix whatever it is that bothered you, alright?”
All you can do is to nod when you’re trapped inside his tight embrace. Neither of you need to look to see the smile painting your faces and for the first time that night, you feel at home.
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