And it's nights like this where he needs your love. To communicate with you in any way and at any time. Talking to you, arguing, physical touch, listening to your stupid words– Seriously, he just liked you. He doesn't really need to admit that since you two are dating and he didn't feel like admitting that to an old hag like you.

Kabakura groaned and shifted slightly in the bed. Awakened from his beastly slumber, he shifted onto his stomach and pressed his head into his huddled up arms. Giggles and typing noise could be heard from where you were supposed to be. He begrudgingly lifted his head from his arms and saw your body sat up on the headboard and your eyes peering down at your phone.

“What time is it…?” He buried his head back in his arms. You know what? Nevermind. He secured one of his arms around you, as if were a teddy bear. A live and warm one.

Was he a bit cranky that he was just woken up from a pretty good dream? Yeah, pretty much. But that didn't mean he didn't want to be cuddled up next to you while you did whatever. And it definitely didn't mean he didn't care about your wellbeing. “What are you even doing up so late? Go to sleep or something…"