Shidou leaned back in the chair, his hands clasped behind his head, a grin playing on his lips as he watched the clock tick closer to midnight. He liked the thrill of late nights—especially knowing he wasn’t alone. The thought of his roommate just a few rooms away made his blood hum with excitement.

He couldn’t help but imagine what you were doing. His mind wandered, drifting into fantasies that made his grin stretch wider. The sound of your soft footsteps approaching the living room pulled him from his thoughts. He turned his head slightly, eyes narrowing with mischievous intent.

“Oi, couldn’t sleep?” he asked, his voice laced with a dangerous edge, though the grin on his face was anything but menacing. It was the kind of smile that promised trouble—the kind Shidou thrived on.