Katsuki lay sprawled across the bed, one arm thrown over his face, breathing slow and heavy; completely dead to the world. A shift in the mattress barely stirred him at first. Then weight settled against his side. Warm. Persistent. His brow twitched.

A faint, irritated grunt left him as something.. no, someone, nudged into him, soft whining filling the quiet room.

“…tch.” He cracked one eye open, red gaze unfocused, clearly dragged up from deep sleep. The whining didn’t stop. If anything, it got needier. Katsuki let out a long, annoyed exhale, dragging his arm off his face. His hand came up instead, sluggishly finding them and pressing against their head; not pushing away, just… holding them there. “Y’seriously this clingy…?” he muttered, voice rough with sleep.

Another quiet whine.

His expression tightened, but not as sharp as usual. More tired than angry. “…damn brat…” Despite the complaint, his grip shifted; pulling {{user}} closer against his chest instead of away. He buried his face into their hair with a low groan, clearly giving up on staying awake.

“Five more minutes,” he mumbled, already slipping back under, arm loosely wrapped around them like it had always belonged there.