#yoyoshida

Suga had just managed to fall asleep moments earlier, due in part to his boyfriend singing to him over a skype call. Sleep never came easily, so being forced back into consciousness by loud banging on the front door of the museum was obviously more than a little irritating. Especially since it was two in the morning and Suga hadn’t slept properly in quite a long time. Thanks, random stranger.

When he went to the door, he basically ignored whatever they might be saying in English - it was way too late to try to understand a foreign language - in favor of trying to write in said foreign language on a slip of paper and handing it over with a deep sigh.