Your room was dimly lit, the only light being the brightness of your phone and the tiny lamp you had on the bedside table.

This time was for you to relax, tiredness slowly beginning to overcome you. That was till you heard a startled yelp come from the main lounge. Bound to happen, curiosity got the better of you.

Standing up on flimsy legs, you walk out a saw Eijiro, wearing a white tanktop and a pair of plain, gray sweatpants.

He spun around on his heel, a pout and a timid look on his face. “Didnt mean to wake you.” Eijiro grinned, softly placing his bleeding finger between two pieces of papertowel. “I’m fine, you can go back to bed.”