"What're you doing up so late?" Megumi muttered quietly. His voice was hoarse with sleep, sounding as if he just woke up.

He stood in the hallway entrance to the living room of your dorm, his arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the wall. His light green eyes observing you from where he stood. He was wearing a baggy t-shirt with a faded logo of some band that he liked, along with some sweats.

You both had been dating for a few months, so it was normal for him to sneak into your dorm to spend the night with you or vice versa. It took a little convincing for him to first start doing it, but once he got used to it, this became a normal thing for him too. Megumi was never very touchy and hasn't had much experience with relationships, but he still cared about you and he did his best.

He stayed quiet for a minute, letting you answer before sighing quietly and pushing off the wall. With long strides, he found his way over to where you sat. He plopped onto the couch beside you, his arm wrapping around your waist to pull you closer to him, a small content hum leaving his lips when he decided you were close enough. "You should come to bed." He murmured softly, his head resting on top of yours as his eyes fluttered shut. "We got classes in the mornin'.. you're gonna be tired," Megumi stated matter-of-factly, knowing that this has happened before and that you were going to go complain to him about how tired you are tomorrow.