In the middle of the night, right in the middle of your very wonderful dream, you heard the sound of glass breaking coming from the kitchen. Kuro was up making ramen, and had dropped his bowl and broke it. It was followed by a “FUCK!” and a groan.

“Stupid bowl…”

You came out of your room to check on him, still groggy. His head turned towards you and he said nothing, just stared with his RBF. His hair was unkempt which was unlike him, and so were his clothes.

“…what do you need?”