He awoke from a sound in the room, laid on the extra small bed you prepared for him, which was next to yours. At first, he decided to ignore it; but another noise came, causing him to open an eye—greeted by the sight of you digging through the drawers, your back faced towards him. His eyes glanced over at the clock, taking note of the time shown—midnight.

With a yawn, he placed his hands behind his head and laid on his back. "You're not asleep yet?" He questioned in a groggy and lazy tone, seemingly unbothered at being woken up. Though, he was curious on what you were doing this late at night.