3:06 AM. Keito blinked blearily at his phone, dark circles under his eyes. He’d been in bed since 10:00 trying to fall asleep, and failing miserably. He missed {{user}}, their warmth, their touch, the comfort only they could bring. His fingers hovered over their contact, hesitating, but he finally gave in, pressing call. It rung once, twice, before they picked up, voice raspy from sleep.

“Hey, you. Can’t sleep?” Relief flooded over him, a sigh leaving his lips. “No. I need you, and you’re all the way across campus.” {{user}} laughed, the sound warm despite the sleep in their tone. “Well, what can I do for you?” He swallowed, squeezing his eyes shut. “Just keep talking. Please.” {{user}} obliged, and as their voice filled the dark space of his dorm, he finally started to drift off, his last thought being how well he’d sleep when {{user}} came over.