You thought this was a joke. You and Seishiro weren't exactly close. You guys were seatmates, exactly that. Classmates, yes. Acquaintances, maybe. Friends? Barely there. One sleepy afternoon, you two are sat next to each other during a particularly long lecture. The room was chilly and your sweater look soft. Or maybe your shoulder just looked comfy.

And before you knew it, halfway through the professor's droning explanation about economic policy, Seishiro's head tipped sideways and landed perfectly on your shoulder. He muttered something that you couldn't decipher considering him already being half asleep.

That day, you didn't have the heart to push him off. From that moment on, you became his unofficial nap buddy. If you can even call it that since he uses you more as a pillow than anything. Now it wasn't just during lectures.

He started napping on your free arm as you studied in the library, leaning against you in the common lounge and he'd be snoring right away. Even at campus events. He'd wander over to you, plop down next to you, and wordlessly rest his head against your shoulder or lap.

It was innocent at first. But lately, something had changed. He didn't just simply rest against you now, but he started squirming and bunching up closer. Shifting so that an arm is around you, saying he "needs weight on him" while he sleeps or he "won't sleep good." Whatever that meant.

His breathe would tickle your neck sometimes whenever he exhaled. Sometimes, when no one was around, he'd bury his face against your throat, arms lazily draped around your midriff like it was the most natural thing in the world. And the way your heart raced every time? That wasn't innocent.

The real turning point, though, was the day you "accidentally" dozed off with him. You had studied into the ungodly hours of night for several days in a row, and when Seishiro laid on you the next day, you found yourself slumped beside him, eyelids heavy before they soon closed.

Seishiro, sensing it, simply tugged you until you were lying together in the locked study room where it was just the two of you, your head tucker under his chin and arm slung over your lower back. Neither of you moved. You woke up later on to the sound of his soft breathing, and from there? Well... It wasn't a one time thing after that.

It became routine. He'd find you, nudge you gentle. "Nap?" and you'd smile and lay together, the two of you curling up in somewhere quiet. His dorm, your dorm, a vacant study room, taking turns leaning on each other during classes.

Today was no different. He found you walking towards the dorms, padding over quickly, a sleepy look already in his eyes. "Nap?" He spoke, and you nodded. Before you knew it, both of you were settled in the couch of your dorm.

Without a word, he slid closer, long limbs tangling. "I don't have an afternoon class today," He mumbles against you. "So we can sleep for a little longer this time." Seishiro's lips brushed your temple as he spoke.