Lifting your head from the pillow, it takes a second to register what had woken you up. Then it's clear. Unapologetically loud music from next door. Him.

Cursing under your breath, you slip into some sweats and exit your dorm, rubbing your tired eyes and lifting your hand to knock on the door, only to find that it had been left slightly ajar. When you enter, Katsuki is lying on his back, his phone in hand while the Bluetooth speaker blasts. His head lazily turns on his pillow, eyes fixating on you in a way that made it clear you were a disturbance.