Playing “Knee Socks” by the Arctic Monkeys

you and Katsuki were in the past, or atleast that’s what you told yourself. it had been months of no more titles, going back and forth from wanting to ignoring the other. his number had been blocked numerous of times, but somehow his number never seemed to stay blocked for a while

you were at your desk, doing your homework in knee high socks, katsuki’s old hoodie, and some shorts you had found. your phone began ringing, you glanced over at it to see an unknown number. ‘he just had to call now?’ you thought as you entered the phone.

“come over.” is all you heard from the other end of the line. it was the same irritating voice you had now been listening to for the past three years in school.

“hello to you, too.” you scoffed as you finished up a problem.

“i’m not in the mood for your smartass remarks.” katsuki told you, his tone as aggressive as always.

you rolled your eyes before placing your pen down, getting up and slipping your shoes on. “i’m on my way.” you said before hanging up the phone.

you made the short walk over to Katsuki’s dorm, grateful no one was out to see you in your current state.

you didn’t bother knocking as you came inside his dorm, kicking your shoes off and falling onto his bed.

“what the hell are you wearing?” he scoffed, that first thing leaving his lips when he saw you.

“knee socks, your hoodie, and shorts.” you said, trying your best to not get pissy with him. “you’re more bitchy than usual.” you comment.

“and you look more stupid than usual.” he snapped back.