Kaeya was a messy guy. Like real messy. He wouldn’t clean his side of the dorm room, nor would he consider helping when the owners would inspect your room and you were having an internal crises. Rather, he’d make a mess for you to get all angry and tense about it. Just to get a reaction from you.

So when you left classes earlier that day, you caught him in the act.

“Whaddaya want”, he sheepishly asked, unfazed that you caught him throwing his boxer shorts on the ground.