Tossing and turning.
my pillow's too hard, too flat, too warm.
It's late.
I have a test tomorrow.
I should sleep.
But I can't.
"Ughhhhhh," you groan, throwing your duvet/ blanket off, then pulling it back on because of the cold.
Ah, well, I guess I could read to lull myself to sleep.
Picking up your phone, you open Wattpad, looking at your reading list and the recommended stories.
Nothing of any interest appeared.
So you flick through the apps on your phone, checking for any updates.
Hmmm, unread messages. May as well reply then.
You scroll through the chats, answer each message. You feel your eyelids grow heavy, straining to focus on the screen of your mobile phone, it's blue light illuminating your face.
You let out a yawn.
Placing your phone face down next to you, you plant your face into the pillow, thinking that you would definitely fall asleep this time.
Less than a minute later, you start shifting around, trying to find a comfortable position.
My pillow's too hard. My neck hurts. It's too warm under the duvet, but too cold without it.
Seems that it'll be another sleepless night.
A series of soft buzzes resonated from beside you. You thrash around in the bedsheets, not sure whether you should answer or not while getting tangled in them at the same time.
After some contemplation as you untangled yourself, you pick up your phone and check the notifications.
5 new messages
|| [name], you're still awake?
|| you're usually asleep by now.
|| are you okay?
|| do you want me to come over?
|| I'm coming over now.
"Kisumi..." You mutter, feeling your heart flutter. It was a tad bit late to tell Kisumi to stop. Not that he would listen anyway.
He didn't stay far, about 8 min away by foot, at a moderate pace, but you were sure he would be sprinting over.
Soft raps on the door and the click of the lock signified his arrival.
You heard the door shut softly and faint pants from Kisumi.
"[name]-chan," he called sweetly as he sat down next to you on your bed/futon. "I brought some pillows."
Through your hazy sight, you saw his benign smile and slightly messy hair.
"Did I wake you up?" You ask, apologetic for making him dash over to your place at night.
Gentle denials were your reply.
You sit up, wanting to shift over, but Kisumi pushed you down.
"There's enough space here."
He tenderly lifted up your head, tugging out the limp pillow and replacing it with a fluffed up one.
Then he slipped under the covers with you, adjusting himself, as he asked, "Are you comfortable?"
"Um-hmm," You reply, drowsiness slowly taking over.
Kisumi pressed his lips to your forehead, wrapping his arms around your body.
"Night, [name]."
"Thank you, Kisumi, good night." You murmur, breathing in his sweet smell and feeling his cool skin around your arms as drowsiness took over.
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Wrote this at the spur of the moment (I'm actually really sleepy and tired now so that's my inspiration.)
Kisumi seems like the sweet type to do this.
♡♡26/03/19 HAPPY BIRTHDAY KISUMI ♡♡

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