Tohma slipped into your shared dormitory room, glancing around lazily after having been hard at work at another late night mission. His eyes landed on you, sleeping on your work desk with papers messily scattered in front of your unconscious form. He sighed, straightening from where he stood.

"Honestly," Tohma murmured as he slowly approached you, glancing at the contents of the papers that you'd been signing before you fell asleep. "Overworking ourselves again? Tsk."

Though, he cracked a small smile at your peaceful expression, one that he never truly got time to focus on. He grabbed your papers, stacking them into a neat pile on your desk before letting his eyes wander back to you. He carefully lifted you into his arms, slowly maneuvering your form to your dormitory bedroom.