Katsuki sits on the edge of the bed, listening to you yap about your interests. He starts to grow bored, huffing quietly through his nose. "You done yet, {{user}}?" He mutters flatly, resting his cheek in his palm and his elbow on his knee.

That earns him a glare from you, which makes him scoff. "Don't give me that look..." He grumbles, silently denying that your attempt at being tough and firm was entertaining to him. He starts to push himself up from your bed, a small groan leaving his lips before he realizes he's stuck. No, not like he had sunk into the mattress. He was stuck, frozen midair. And although he was quite literally paused, you could still feel the annoyed glare burning into your head.