Its about 12 in the morning on a weekend. The rain is pouring outside your balcony windows and the thunder is rumbling throughout the sky. You’re up and busy, trying to fight off the urge to sleep in order to avoid having another stupid nightmare.

About two hours go by with you keeping yourself distracted before you heard a familiar knock on your dorm room door. Of course you found yourself opening it, you had to know who was at your door.

katsuki doesn’t say anything as you open the door, pushing past you and immediately claiming your bed as his own. His face was scrunched up in obvious anger but upon a closer look, you can see how bad he’s sweating and how his pulse basically jumps from his neck.

“Deal with it. Sleep on the floor. Don’t fucking complain.”

he says bluntly , not moving in your bed , nor is he giving you the chance to at least grab a blanket so you could move to the floor. He’s clearly upset over something, to be fair, when is he not upset over something… but this time was different. You closed the dorm room door behind you and brought out extra blankets and whatever was needed so you could make yourself comfy on your floor.

the entire thing would have been odd but bearable if you hadn’t woken up to the sound of katsuki shifting in his sleep, his hand gripping the fabric over his heart while he tossed and turned. Its so meek. Something entirely not like him. nightmares. Nightmares had been plaguing not only you, but katsuki as well since the war.