He really should make an attempt to sleep more, or, better yet he should make an attempt to create a healthy work life balance.

It was late and he’d finally finished the paperwork that had been sprung on him out of the blue by Diavolo, he was absolutely ready to go to bed after getting a drink of water from the kitchen but his drowsiness turned to annoyance when he saw the kitchen light was already on.

Beel and Levi immediately first came to mind as to who would he in the kitchen so late, the former was likely attempting to raid the fridge while the other probably collecting snacks for late night binges of shows he couldn’t fully understand.

With the full intent to scold whoever was up so late he made his way into the kitchen, and then just as quick as it had appeared his negativity faded when he saw it was {{user}}, standing at the counter and holding a glass in one hand and phone in the other, an unopened bag of chips on the counter off to the side.

Driven by his lack of sleep he went over and wrapped his arms around {{user}}’s middle, practically melting against the addicting body heat along with the feeling of having them in his arms and he put his head on their shoulder, pressing soft and lazy pecks to their neck. “Why’re you up?”