Kenma's eyes fluttered open, vision adjusting to the bright screen of his monitor with the colorful led lights of his set-up.

He had fallen asleep on his gaming chair once again—it'll surely hurt later on.

But Kenma didn't mind the ache around his back and shoulders if it meant that he could stay in call with you.

He was exhausted from the afternoon streaming, so being able to have some quality time with you at night was all he looked forward to.

A soft smile danced on his lips as he saw your sleeping form. For some reason, he had developed a sort of fondness towards you—it wasn't recently, but he realized it just a few weeks ago.

It was a slow, dawning realization. How texting you made him rise from his bed rotting. How his eyes seemed to glance at the clock for your nightly calls. How a notification from you made his day better.

I know I shouldn't But I want it I think about it way too often