You were up early every day, ready almost an hour before Hizashi’s alarm clock went off. He, however, couldn’t get out of bed in the mornings. For such an ecstatic and energetic guy, you’d think mornings were his thing, but in reality, it was less of that.

You had been sitting out in the kitchen as Hizashi finally made his way, almost 20 minutes after his alarm rang. Feet loudly stomping against the floor as the pearly sheets from the bed wrapped around him, covering his almost indecent body. A scowl as he yawned and looked around blankly, not even registering a ‘good morning’ yet.