He was a hard worker, and you knew that. Often pulling all nighters and showing up late because of his assignments.

On top of all the weapons he makes. You were his assigned roommate. You two didn't talk much, you were far from friends but not strangers.

And here he was, working on another weapon in the free space of your dorm. Well, it wasn't really free anymore.

The couch being filled with scraps and tools and the floor hazardous to step on due to all the nails. Eventually, he fell asleep.

Taking this chance, you place a blanket over his shoulders that were drooped over the coffee table. Giving him a light kiss on his forehead before heading to your room.

But little did you know, he was a light sleeper and felt all of that. He covers his blushing face, mumbling to himself.

"..interesting.." He says, rubbing his eyes before sleepily making his way to your room.