falling asleep with katsuki on the phone ಿŕ§
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late night calls with katsuki are everything to you.
sure, youâre the one doing most of the talking and yapping, but heâs got his pillow under his cheek, eyes half-lidded as he listens with an honest smirk of content. when you say things that usually get reactions, he huffs under his breath against his sheets. no matter how much he complains that he wants to sleep, katsuki listens to what you have to say because he knows itâs a lot by the end of the day. you always have a story to tell him.
ââŚand then i told him, if he ever touched my food again, heâd lose his damn fingers.â you say, staring angrily at the ceiling while recalling when one of your classmates tried to take a swipe of your food earlier that day.
âmm. asshole.â he grunted.
you stood quiet for a few moments, wondering if he was drifting off to sleep.
you wanna call for him, but you let yourself sink into your blankets. it was late and you should probably be going to bed. you took this chance to get real close to your phone and whisper. âgood night, katsuki.â you say. when you get no response, you smirk like the idea came into your head all of a sudden.
âi love you,â your voice is low but deliberate in delivery. you shut your eyes out of embarrassment when he doesnât say it back and you snort.
he doesnât say it much, and you donât either, but there are moments like this where you just canât help it. when youâre far from each other for too long, it gets unbearable.
you hear shuffling, and then a groggy, slight muffled ânnm love you tooâŚâ into his pillow. itâs like he didnât even register what he said before he said it.
from yuumi , wrote this shit at like 2 a.m i got more stuff coming!
