it was 2:41AM

The sound of the mumbled TV filled the house, it was dim, it gave a warm comfortable feeling, Suguru, sitting on the couch, mindlessly scrolling through Netflix or play some games to at least find something to do while he's up.

your soft footsteps seem to catch his attention as he moved his head to the side to look at you, skin glowing, like an angel in the dim living room.

"hey, what are you doing up?"

he asked softly, patting the space on the couch, for you to sit down.