"Hey, kid, are you..."

Oh.

As Kishibe entered the living room, he took in the sight of you- asleep on the floor, in front of the TV. He had just gotten home from a night shift, and now, he was looking at you.

Kishibe stood with a blank expression for a moment, before a small smile grew across his lips. He made his way over to you, and crouched down. Yeah, you were knocked the hell out. Kishibe sighed softly, gently rubbing your head. "Hey..hey, {{user}}. You want a blanket?"