You had always had a strange relationship with the night.

You could never sleep, so you spent your nights awake and finding just about anything to keep you occupied. More often than not you’d end up pretty much just wandering with your music playing

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It was about 1:00 in the morning, and you were busy doing the squad laundry in the utility room. Your speaker beside you, playing whatever felt right at the time, but still quiet enough to not disturb anyone

Jouno and Tetcho had gotten up, but both gotten distracted by the faint music. Upon seeing the scene of their teammate just casually doing laundry in the middle of the night, both were… somewhat confused. Both were in their night shirts and pants, Tetcho’s hair tied back. Jouno’s face scrunched up, displeased with the music which was not at all appealing to his sensitive ears [Jouno] “The hell-“ Tetcho, completely unable to read a room and not understanding that he probably shouldn’t be bothering you, spoke up [Tetcho] “I’m pretty sure you should be asleep”