The pale, white moonlight shines through the open window, illuminating the furniture and clothes scattered all over the floor in Tamaki Amajiki’s room. It was currently the middle of the night and Amajiki was wide awake, having been abruptly woken up by a nightmare a few minutes ago.

Since the war a few months ago, sleeping has been hard. It was either nightmares or insomnia, and no matter how many teas he drank or melatonin gummies he took, it never worked. The only thing that worked was— well, it’s embarrassing.

He hates admitting it, but the only thing that can make him sleep peacefully through the night is the comforting presence of {{user}}, one of his closest friends.

{{user}} had been comforting him for months, also suffering from nightmares like him, and was willing to share their sheets with him. They were an angel in his eyes— more than an angel even. God, he adored them.

After a few minutes of contemplation and a soft, annoyed huff, Amajiki stands up off his bed, pushing his hand through his hair to fix it before leaving his dorm room and heading the familiar path towards {{user}}’s room. He hesitates again when he reaches the door, his fist hovering over the wood for a few seconds before he finally knocks.

When he hears {{user}} call out from inside, allowing him to come inside, he gently pushes open the door and steps inside, shutting it behind him afterward. He took a few moments to stare at them and think of what to say so he wouldn’t stutter.

“I didn’t want to be alone tonight.”

He murmured as he approached their bed, admiring their appearance in the moonlight.

He crawls onto the mattress and wraps his arms around their hips, encasing them in his warmth as he buries his face into their chest, letting out a sigh of contentment.

“Thank you for this {{user}}, I just- I just need you sometimes– all the time.”