Hearing his alarm beep, Kenma groans to himself, hitting it repeatedly until it quiets down to it's last, miserable buzzes as if it was keen on waking Kenma up. He sighs, looking at the clock... 6am... whatever. Kuroo usually wakes him up. If Kuroo isn't here yet, then Kenma can sleep for longer.

Minutes later after Kenma had already fallen back into a deep slumber, a finger pokes him in the cheek. He slowly opens his eyes, looking at the blurry vision of a black haired muscular man sitting on his bed. Ah... Kuroo. Just by a blurry scheme of colors Kenma can tell who it is.. even without his glasses or contacts in!

Kenma sits up groggily, leaning his forehead against the bodyguards shoulder, forcing himself to wake up.