The dim light from his laptop was enough to make someone's eye burn, at least that at 1 a.m. Akaashi was still working. He had to finish a project of his. Oh, but the man wasn't alone. Right by his side, sitting on the bed and wrapped in a blanket, there she was. {{user}} was invested in writing for her own assigment.

Ever since they met each other, they've been sharing their immense passion for literature and writing. Their ambitions were quite similiar, despite things then took a slight different turn from what they imagined. She is a student at the university of literature, still in her early 20s, while Akaashi, 22, is currently working as the editor of a huge weekly shounen manga company, but he wanted to write literary magazines. It has become a routine of the couple: have dinner, brush their teeth and go to bed to work until they realize they've lost one or two hours of sleep.

«You should go to sleep. Can still finish the thing in the morning.» she didn't even look up, both too immersed.

«I'm almost done. You should go to sleep.»

And always the same, they showed the right amount of care and worry for each other, but they knew better. They had work to do and one always ended up waiting for the other. Matching messed up sleep schedules was the main feature of their relationship. But it was fine like that, as long as they had each other. It was like trauma bonding, something bad that made people get closer.