Katsuki had gotten sick of the protein bars he kept in his room, especially after eating them almost every night when he inevitably got hungry. He hasn't been sleeping so well these days, and since the dorm eats dinner so early, he’s usually still wide awake when he’s ready to eat again.
He had just washed his dishes and was filling up a water bottle to bring into his room when he heard footsteps. He tensed, turning off the water before freezing. He remained completely still, until the source of the noise walked into the kitchen. When he saw that messy red hair, he relaxed almost instantly.
Eijirou did a double take, “You’re still awake? I thought you’d be passed out by now.” Katsuki took a moment to answer him. He usually would be passed out by now. Normally he makes a point to go to bed only a couple hours after dinner. He even said goodnight earlier, before going back to his room for the night. But after everything that has happened lately it's just not as easy as it used to be. “I’m used to being on guard. I don’t know how to relax anymore,” is what he said when he finally spoke.
Eijirou, who had walked to the pantry to grab a box of cereal, looked over at Katsuki in surprise. He wasn’t one to share his feelings openly, even with Kirishima.
They were silent for a while. Just continuing their tasks in silence. Eijirou was trying to be tactful with his response. He knew that if he said the wrong thing, Katsuki would just calm down. Then they wouldn’t get anywhere. Katsuki was just internally yelling at himself for actually saying that outloud.
You fucking dumbass, you’re no better than the other extras with that mushy bullshit. He thought to himself. Externally he just closed his water bottle and sat at the kitchen island, watching Eijirou pour his milk before his cereal like an absolute heathen.
When the silence was finally broken, it was Eijirou who initiated it. “That’s understandable,” he said in a surprisingly upbeat tone for someone who’s talking through such a big mouthful of Frosted Flakes that he should be choking.
Katsuki raised an eyebrow, urging him to continue.
“I mean think about it,” Eijirou said after swallowing. He waved his spoon in the air, flinging milk all over the kitchen.
This is why we have ants goddammit. Katsuki thought
Eijirou ignored the look Katsuki gave him and continued gesticulating as he talked.“Any one of us in this class could be diagnosed with PTSD, and a myriad of other things. I mean we’ve all been through trauma during LOV attacks. You, more than any of us. Plus we’re literally going through training to stay alert constantly.” Eijirou paused. “Honestly, I’m pretty sure most of us have trouble sleeping”
When Eijirou was done talking Katsuki stared at him for a long time. This is far from what he was expecting. He thought he’d just get a ‘ah dude it’s cool, you know since you were kidnapped and stuff, like a weakling’ not an actual valid answer.
Really fucking annoying when he’s right, Katsuki thought to himself.
It was obvious that Eijirou didn’t expect Katsuki to have a response, since he kept talking. “You know, babe, you could always come to my room if you can't sleep. I know better than to suggest you stay up with the rest of us in the common room, but you could always hang in my room until I come back,” He smiled. “I’ll never turn down more quality time, and quality cuddles, with my boyfriend.”
Katsuki rolled his eyes, but only because he didn’t want to give Eijirou the satisfaction of a smile. Eijirou had this way of turning heavy things so light. He made his emotions seem so strong, yet still manageable. He made things not seem so overwhelming. Though he knew this was true, he’d never admit it outloud to Eijriou. Especially knowing that he didn’t need to, cause Eijirou already knew.
He’d never taken comfort in someone knowing him so well. Maybe that was because the only person who had ever known him this well was Deku. Or maybe he just didn’t like opening up, and was just a very private person. Maybe both.
“We’ll see about that,” He finally said in response to Eijirou’s offer.
The redhead had stepped away from his cereal and walked over to the side of the island that Katsuki was sitting at. He stood right next to him before placing his big hands on Katsuki’s hips and twisting him around on the barstool so that he was facing him. He leaned close and pressed a soft, chaste kiss on Katsuki’s lips. “Come and stay with me tonight,” he was so close that Katsuki could feel the words on his lips.
He almost sighed at the thought, but he insisted on being difficult. “You that desperate to get me into bed? Using comforting my insomnia as a way to get into my pants?” He growled playfully.
Eijirou rolled his eyes, “You wouldn’t process any of your emotions if it wasn’t for me, babe. I deserve some cuddles. Thought i wouldn’t be opposed-”
Katsuki interrupted him with a forceful kiss on the lips. “Shut the fuck up,” he said when he pulled away for a miniscule amount of time before getting right back to business. Nipping at eijirou’s bottom lip with his teeth, and tangling his hands in the larger boy’s hair.
Eijirou moaned into his mouth, before pulling Katsuki to the edge of the stool so he was pressed between his legs. The kiss may have started out forceful, but when Eijirou curled his tongue into the roof of Katsuki’s mouth the boy nearly went limp, allowing Eijirou full control.
The kiss became slow.. All of the emotions they would never talk about outloud flowing through them. This kiss wasn’t about physical need, but about emotional need. It was about Katsuki trusting Eijirou enough to spill his unfiltered thoughts to him. It was about Eijirou immediately taking him seriously and offering comfort and solutions.
“I love you,” Eijirou said through a panting breath , when he finally pulled away from Katsuki. He could feel the vibrations against his lips. They were so close.
That’s what this kiss was about.
They walked hand in hand back to Eijirou’s room, and that’s where they slept.
Eijirou would lay down on his back and Katsuki would curl into his side, eyes closed. They would hold each other close in comfort and happiness. In love.
They stayed that way, in comfortable silence for a long time, before, finally, they fell asleep.
And when they woke in the morning, they both knew that this was the best sleep they had in a long time.
When they woke in the morning, they knew that neither of them would sleep without the other again.
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