#frat

the frat literally dont know you properly

like. at all.

they’ve “seen” you.

they’ve “met” you.

but speaking to you?

a conversation??

impossible.

frat boy toji once tried to introduce himself while you were sitting on the couch. you nodded politely… then immediately slumped sideways into the cushions and passed out.

he stared for a solid ten seconds before muttering, “is she alive or does this place need an exorcism again.”

frat boy nanami doesn’t even attempt anymore. he just nods at your sleeping body like “good afternoon.”

frat boy geto covers you with a blanket every time he walks by. frat boy gojo has a photo album titled 'y/n doing absolutely nothing.'

you’ve been to this frat house hundreds of times. they know your sleep schedule better than your major.

accidental date naps..

frat boy sukuna plans dates.

and genuinely tries.

drives you out to a cute pier at sunset? you fall asleep five minutes into the ride.

movie night? you’re asleep before the opening credits.

picnic on the lawn? you fell asleep on the sandwich he made you.

frat boy sukuna used to get annoyed like, “c’mon woman,”

but now frat boy sukuna just tucks you under his hoodie, kisses your forehead, and finishes both meals because “waste of money my ass.”

sometimes you wake up halfway through a date and go,

“wasn’t I supposed to be doing something?”

and he just deadpans

“yeah. kissing me.”

trying to keep you awake is the funniest, saddest thing on earth

if you haven’t had a nap, you turn into a sleepy, blinking, barely coherent little creature.

frat boy sukuna can spot it instantly across campus...

the slow steps, the long blinks, the soft sway in place.

frat boy sukuna whispers, “oh hell nah,” under his breath and starts jogging to you.

you see frat boy sukuna, smile tiredly, open your arms…

and then plop.

you fall forward into his chest and knock out standing up..

he just catches you like muscle memory.

"bruh i need to get to the other side of the campus now"

waking you up = his personal boss battle

frat boy sukuna has tried EVERYTHING.

shaking you? doesn’t work.

calling your name? no reaction.

kissing your cheek? nothing but a little snore.

one time frat boy sukuna got desperate and said, “i’m breaking up with you.” and immediately regretted saying that except..

you didn’t even flinch.

he felt INSULTED.

frat boy gojo, chaotic angel, once set his military-level alarm next to your ear.. and well...

that thing could resurrect the dead.

you didn’t even twitch.

frat boy sukuna almost passed out from laughter and despair at the same time.

how you met.. and possibly being the most adorable crisis of his life

high school frat boy sukuna working part-time at a small café near his house was not on your bingo card..

but there he was, grumpy apron, hands always busy, pretending not to stare at you every time you walked in after school for your daily tiramisu.

frat boy sukuna thought you were cute in that soft, dreamy, out-of-his-league way.

but he was WORKING.

he tried to focus.

until closing time, when he noticed you still at your table… head down… completely still.

he froze.

oh my god.

was the cute girl DEAD?!

he poked your shoulder like it might explode.

nothing.

panic. full panic

frat boy sukuna was so getting fired and not having public holiday extra pay.

the manager came out, laughed, and whispered,

“she has narcolepsy..she explained it to me when she fell asleep like this"

sukuna stood there like .... narco what a what

googled it that night.

learned everything.

pretended it didn't concern him.

it concerned him a LOT.

the frat drags you both to some neon 80’s themed diner.

it’s loud, bright, full of music..

and you are fighting for your LIFE to stay awake.

you’re sitting in the red booth next to frat boy sukuna, eyes slowly drooping, head dipping forward.

everyone watches in real time as you lose the battle with sleep.

“bro she’s lagging slowly.” – frat boy gojo

“she’s at 1%.” – frat boy geto

“plug her in.” – frat boy toji

whilst frat boy nanami rolls his eyes

“all of you shut up.” – frat boy sukuna

you finally slump over into frat boy sukuna shoulder and he immediately throws his arm around you like it’s completely normal. he feeds you fries while you’re basically unconscious.

frat boy sukuna is stupidly in love for sure

frat boy sukuna pretends he’s grumpy, but yet carries emergency blankets, snacks, and even a tiny travel pillow in his backpack now.

frat boy sukuna slows down his walking pace because you’re always sleep-stumbling.

frat boy sukuna checks your meds, your schedule, your comfort. he even gives you his hoodies because “it’s softer. you sleep better in it.”

and every time someone asks how you two even work, frat boy sukuna just shrugs

“she sleeps. i watch. that’s basically love.”

pretends he’s annoyed, but actually melts every time you fall asleep on him.

frat boy sukuna always carries an emergency hoodie for you to nap in.

frat boy sukuna knows all your triggers, all your sleep tells, all the ways to wake you gently when necessary.

frat boy sukuna claims he doesn’t care, but the frat caught him reading a medical article about narcolepsy on his phone at 2am.

frat boy sukuna calls you “sleepy baby” when he’s teasing and “baby” when he’s genuinely worried.

jealous frat boy sukuna, except you slept through the ENTIRE misunderstanding

it starts because some guy in your lecture... let's call him harmless biology boy

he tries to wake you up after you fell asleep mid-class by gently tapping your shoulder.

you blink awake, mumble, “mm… thanks,” and promptly fall back asleep on his arm.

biology boy freezes like he just got chosen by a forest spirit.

someone sends frat boy sukuna a picture with "yo aint this ur girl?"

frat boy sukuna sees the snap of you sleeping on another man's limb like it's a premium memory foam pillow.

frat boy sukuna storms into the building looking like he’s about to commit third-degree educational homicide...

only to find you… STILL asleep on this poor dude, who is clearly rethinking every decision he’s ever made.

frat boy sukuna just stands over him like a shadow.

biology boy lifts his hands.

“sir… i didn’t… she just...."

“yeah. she does that,” frat boy sukuna sighs, scooping you up like a giant grumpy crane.

you wake up later, curled on his chest in his dorm, and go, “huh? weren’t we in class?”

frat boy sukuna just grunts and kisses your forehead because he cannot stay mad at the human embodiment of a warm blanket.

frat reacting the first time you stay awake for more than 2 hours

it’s a historic day in the house.

you come in for movie night.

you’re awake.

you sit on the couch.

you’re still awake.

30 minutes pass.

you’re STILL awake.

frat boy gojo is the first to notice... “SUKUNA. WE’RE WITNESSING A MIRACLE.”

frat boy geto brings out his phone like a nature documentary narrator.

frat boy nanami knows that this moment wont last long with your energy levels.

frat boy toji deadass checks your pulse and forehead because his brain refuses to accept it.

even frat boy sukuna is staring at you suspiciously, like,

“…what’s wrong with you?”

you shrug, “i slept earlier,”

and the whole frat SCATTERS like pigeons.

the longer you stay awake, the more unstable they get.

90 minutes in and frat boy gojo is pacing.

“she’s still conscious. bro do we call someone??”

eventually, you lean on frat boy sukuna arm, still awake, and he looks so proud it’s embarrassing.

“good girl, keep them insane for me” he mutters.

you fall asleep 10 seconds later.

frat balance restored.

you tend to sleep talk but you rather have sleep-talking confessions about him

frat boy sukuna pretends he doesn’t care when you sleep-talk.

he cares A LOT.

one time you fell asleep on his bed while he was playing a game. halfway through, you mumbled,

“mm… ‘kuna… love…”

frat boy sukuna froze, controller slipping from his hands. looked back at you like you’d just recited poetry. “what’d you say?”

you snored in response.

another time, curled in his hoodie, you whispered, “love you… even when you’re scary…”

frat boy sukuna actually had to sit down on the floor for a second because it hit him so hard.

the next day he was extra gentle, opening doors, carrying you everywhere, glaring at anyone who breathed too close.

you asked raising a brow, “why are you being so… soft?”

he grumbled “shut up” and tucked you into a blanket more aggressively.

the first time you sleep on him by not accident.....

you ALWAYS fall asleep accidentally ... on his chest, on his arm, on the table, on the ground, on a textbook, everywhere.

so the day you walk into his room, sit next to frat boy sukuna, and intentionally curl up against him…

he short-circuits.

like full glitch.

frat boy sukuna stiffens for a second because he’s not used to you choosing sleep position deluxe edition on him without warning. “what’s this about?” he mutters.

and you quietly say, “i wanted to nap with you this time.” and then knock out immediately.

frat boy sukuna does not move for TWO HOURS because “if she chose me on purpose, i’m not friggin shifting an inch.”

frat boy gojo bursts in during that two hours and frat boy sukuna throws a shoe at him with sniper accuracy.

later, frat boy sukuna admits (in his own grumpy way), “…it was nice.” translation: he wants it to happen again and he's already hearing the wedding beels

one time you accidentally fall asleep to frat boy sukuna mid-confession

one day frat boy sukuna is holding your face gently, looking at you like he wants to say something big.

you’re blinking slow.

very slow.

a little to slow for liking...

dangerously slow.

“hey,” he whispers, thumb brushing your cheek,

“i… i think i—”

you fall asleep on frat boy sukuna palm.

frat boy sukuna has never known defeat so intimately.

frat boy sukuna just sighs, rests his forehead against yours, and murmurs, “yeah. yeah. i love you too. whatever.”

more chaos, more softness, more frat stupidity, more you sleeping everywhere

“meet the parents” is easy they say except you fall asleep infrat boy sukuna mother’s arms

frat boy sukuna swears he’s not nervous.

he lies.

he’s pacing, fixing his shirt, muttering threats to inanimate objects like,

“she better not fall asleep during introductions or I’ll— actually no she will. damn it.”

you walk in to meet his mother and immediately she LOVES you.

you’re soft-spoken, polite, sleepy-eyed, adorable ... basically everything frat boy sukuna isn’t.

and what she wanted LOL

midway through conversation, you blink slowly.

then slower.

then your head tilts just a little..

and frat boy sukuna mom instantly swoops in like a reflex.

she catches you in her arms before you can even slump forward and holds you like you’re her own child.

you fall asleep on her instantly.

frat boy sukuna stands there, horrified.

“MA. what the hell.”

she smiles at him, rocking you gently.

“she’s precious. don’t raise your voice.”

“…what is happening right now?”

frat boy sukuna dad comes in, sees you asleep on his wife, nods respectfully and goes, “she fits right in.”

sukuna’s heart does an embarrassing little flip.

fratboy sleepover chaos.. but the rule is “DON’T WAKE Y/N”

the frat decides to have a sleepover in the living room (for reasons no one remembers — probably frat boy gojo).

you’re there on frat boy sukuna lap, already 100% unconscious.

the boys agree on one universal rule: if anyone wakes up y/n, they’re dead.

the house becomes a sacred silent zone.

frat boy toji drops a beer can? death stare from everyone.

frat boy gojo tries to tell a story too loudly and gets tackled mid-sentence by frat boy geto.

frat boy nanami is making sure nothing hits the floor

frat boy sukuna sits with you curled in HIS hoodie on HIS lap, arms around you like a territorial bear.

frat boy gojo whispers, “bro you’re holding her like she’s a ticking bomb.” frat boy sukuna whispers back, “she IS. she explodes into tears when she wakes up abruptly so back off.”

“oh. fair.”

at one point someone sneezes and the whole house goes silent — all eyes on you.

you shift a little…

everyone holds their breath…

then you settle back into sleep.

the group collectively exhales like a SWAT team after defusing a bomb.

exams approaching = narcolepsy flaring up = protective boyfriend mode ACTIVATED

when you’re stressed, you get sleepier.

when you’re sleepier, you fall asleep in even dumber places.

frat boy sukuna finds you.. in weird areas not like you dont already do that already..

you're slumped over your laptop

you're asleep on your open notebook

you're asleep in the library stacks

you're asleep sitting straight up like an unplugged robot

once, asleep in a hallway corner like a sim that glitched

frat boy sukuna picks you up every single time, muttering, “you’re gonna get bad back problems sleeping like this and blame it on me.”

frat boy sukuna starts making schedules FOR you! nap times, study breaks, snack breaks, hydration reminders.. stuff he pretends is “for efficiency” but is actually because he’s worried sick.

frat boy sukuna quizzes you gently while you’re half-asleep against him.

frat boy sukuna carries you to his bed and forces you to nap when you’re too stubborn.

frat boy sukuna even gets frat boy nanami to help organise your study materials because he “trusts no one else except boring-ass frat boy nanami with her grades.”

the day you finally finish exams, you fall asleep in his arms before even celebrating. he wraps you in his hoodie and whispers,

“good job, my sleepy baby.”

jealous YOU!

everyone always focuses on jealous frat boy sukuna…

but jealous YOU?

it’s adorable.

you don’t get angry.

you just… quietly malfunction.

if a girl tries to flirt with frat boy sukuna at a party, you don’t fight — you simply fall asleep ON HIM like a little koala claiming her tree.

“omg sukuna, your tattoos are sooo—"

whist you climbs onto his lap like a koala and immediately sleeps

“…did she just—”

frat boy sukuna, would be proud for sure...

or if a girl touches frat boy sukuna?

you take his hand, hold it to your chest like a teddy bear, and doze off. instant dominance.

passive but powerful.

one time a girl asked for frat boy sukuna number and before he could tell her off, you gently leaned your head against his shoulder and fell asleep holding onto his shirt.

he kissed the top of your head and said, “yeah, no. I’m good.”