(Y/n) stared up at her bedroom ceiling. Her eyes traced the intricate small cracks littered on it and a small cobweb woven at the corner. She made a mental note to get rid of it. With arms crossed over her stomach, her chest slowly heaved up and down as she took long breaths.

The whole room was engulfed in silence, one could almost think there was no life in it.

Ten minutes.

Ten minutes was how long the deafening silence had prolonged.

That was until...

"Must suck."

(Y/n)'s mouth twitched. She turned her head to the side to look at the patch of explosive, ash-blonde hair staring back at her. The itch in her hands notified her on how much she wanted to run her hands through it. She didn't.

"Ten minutes of thinking and all you could say is 'must suck'?"

"Yeah," The male siting on the floor slightly turned his head to the side. "What of it?"

"Nothing really," (Y/n) snorted before pulling herself up. She shifted her body to lie on her stomach across the bed and wrapped her arms around Katsuki's neck. Katsuki had his back leaned against the bed, knees pulled up and elbows resting on each, leaving his arms suspended in front of him. The girl nuzzled the side of her head against his in a loving way. Her arms tightened slightly but not enough to choke him. The smell of nitroglycerin, ash and masculine cologne invaded her senses. The sides of his hair tickled the side of her face and she allowed herself to brush her lips ever so softly against his temple.

She was completely intoxicated by his presence.

Katsuki remained still as his bored, crimson eyes stared across the room. He let her use his head as some kind of personal body pillow. Maybe that would offer her the kind of comfort she needed when his words can't. He could feel the warmth of her breath as she pressed her nose gently against his jaw and a shiver passed through him. Her arms kept tightening once in a while but she never let herself get carried away. Good thing. He wasn't in the mood to knock her back to her fucking senses.

As soon as they had gotten to her room from school, (Y/n) narrated to him the full story of what happened the night after the festival. She had also assured him not to worry and that she wasn't going to cry because she knew how terrible he was in those situations. Of course, Katsuki had something to say about that 'don't worry' part because who on fucking earth said Katsuki worries but he was pretty much internally glad that she wasn't going to. And proud. Because it showed just how strong she was.

And so because Katsuki fails at nothing except using his inside voice and offering kind words, he allowed her to indulge in whatever she was doing with his head.

Let it not be said that he never comforted his girlfriend during a particularly difficult time.

"Why don't you just cut off my fucking head if you want it so much," he scoffed. "You're acting like a fucking cat."

"Aww. But I prefer having the rest of you too," (Y/n) pouted. To prove her point, she unwrapped one arm from around his neck and began tracing a finger up the skin of his left arm. Katsuki's eyes carefully watched what she was doing and (Y/n) smiled at the sensation of being watched. She stopped directly at the hem of his school shirt and walked two of her fingers up to his shoulder. She hooked the free arm back around his neck and hugged him. He felt so nice against her, even though she knew he was scowling all through it.

"You fucking sap..." she heard Katsuki mutter under his breath and she giggled softly.

At that moment, he felt like he was everything she needed. He didn't even need to say anything. His presence there with her was enough to make her feel complete.

She'd be so sad if he went.

And because the universe is a dick, his phone went off.

Katsuki grumbled some extra colorful words under his breath as he shifted his weight to the side to take out his phone from his pocket. The LED light was flashing like crazy. A message.

The male brought the phone to his face and read the text from the pull-down bar instead. His face twisted into a grimace.

[4:26 pm] Old Hag: WHERE ARE YOU?! GET YOUR ASS HOME RIGHT NOW! YOUR DAD AND I ARE HEADING OUT!

Guess both mother and son have a thing for using caps...(Y/n) thought as she reread the message with an amused expression.

"Damn woman can't give me a moment of fucking peace..." Katsuki grumbled while tossing the phone on the floor. (Y/n) had seen him do that a couple of times and she still wondered how it remained in mint condition. She had a suspicion though that he had to change the protector that many couple of times.

"I have to go."

(Y/n) perked up at this. Her lips pulled down into a frown and disappointment bubbled in the pit of her stomach. She unwrapped her arms when she felt Katsuki start to get up on his feet and shifted up to sit on the bed.

"Can't you stay a little while longer?" she asked in a whiny voice and a pleading look on her face.

"Can't," he said without looking at her and picked up his bag and phone from the floor.

(Y/n)'s shoulders slumped and she looked down at her duvet. She could hear his footsteps around her room and the rustling of items as he gathered up his things. From under her lashes, she saw him approach her and she looked up to see him frowning down at her. He raised his hand and harshly flicked her forehead.

"Ow!" the girl's hand flew up to her forehead to rub the sore soft. Katsuki smirked and she glared at him. "Why'd do you that?"

"So that you'd stop giving me that pathetic face," he said bluntly and shoved his hands into his pockets. "You look stupid."

(Y/n) crossed her arms over her chest and turned her head away from him to glare at a poster on her wall. It was immature of her but she honestly didn't care.

"(Y/n)..." Katsuki growled impatiently.

"At least act like you don't wanna leave..." the female muttered but she was sure he heard her as she heard him sigh in frustration.

Katsuki stepped closer to her and bent forward to her level, hands placing themselves on each side of her hips to support his upper body. (Y/n) turned her head to face him and tensed upon seeing how close his face was to hers. Her composure cracked in the slightest but she wasn't about to let him win.

She had all the space behind her to move away but she felt like she was being caged in between his arms. What's worse, was the intensity in his narrowed, red eyes that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She could literally feel them searing holes into her (e/c) ones, making her want to look away and yet she was transfixed on the spot. He was really making it difficult for her to hold her own. Besides, he'd had enough practice intimidating people his whole life so naturally, he'd have the upper hand.

A moment of silence passed between them as they stared at each other before Katsuki opened his mouth to speak.

"Is this one of those fucking times when you want me to lie to protect your shitty delicate emotions?"

(Y/n)'s body froze, lips parted in shock with eyes widened significantly. Katsuki never really diced his words, did he? His eyes never moved away from hers, dominating and blazing, not a moment of hesitation or regret over what he said.

(Y/n) completely lost her composure. Her arms fell limp in front of her as she finally turned her gaze away from him back to her duvet. She wanted to be angry at him for asking that but she just couldn't. The turmoil of emotions inside her was mostly led by unusual loneliness and some kind of neediness. She hated how she felt at that moment but she couldn't help herself. Jeez, was she always this vulnerable to him before?

"At least..." she paused. She released a sigh and looked back at him. "I just...don't want you to go..."

Katsuki narrowed his eyes at her as he tried to figure out why the female species had to be so complicated. He then leaned even more closely to her until their noses were almost touching.

"Fine. Then I'll lie to you then," he rasped. (Y/n) sucked in a breath. He looked like he wanted to explode with the way his jaw was tense and how his fingers dug into the duvet centimeters away from her hips. "I don't want to stay."

(Y/n) blinked.

After a moment trying to process what he said, she bit her lower lip to prevent herself from smiling.

Why do the male species have to be so complicated?

And yet, she suddenly wanted to kiss the heck out of him.

The (h/c)-haired girl slowly leaned into him, eyes darting from his eyes to his lips. Katsuki remained still, the only sound coming from him being his rapid breathing as he stared at her parted lips. (Y/n) closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his. Katsuki wasted no time in reciprocating.

(Y/n) grabbed onto his collar and titled her head to the side to intensify the kiss. Katsuki pulled away a bit, to the point where his lips hovered hers before pressing back once more with more force. He let his bag slide down to the floor before shifting his body forward, and since (Y/n) couldn't hold up his weight, her back was pushed down onto the bed.

What started out as an innocent kiss had turned into an all-out make out session. Hands were everywhere, groping and grabbing. Clothes rustled up and hairs messed up. They were both in their little world of bliss.

Katsuki has begun leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses down her jaw when all common sense returned to him and he pulled away. (Y/n) looked up at the boy hovering above her in confusion.

"Is...something wrong?" she asked between breaths, disappointed that he had pulled away and still dazed by their intimate moment a while ago.

"No," he breathed out. He then moved away from her to stand up once more. (Y/n) sat back up and watched him as he picked up his bag. He looked back at her and bent to her level to press a quick kiss against her lips. He pulled away before ruffling her hair affectionately. "You'll be fine. I have to go."

(Y/n) forced a smile and nodded. Satisfied with her wordless response, Katsuki slung his bag over his shoulder and turned to walk out of the room.

The girl stared back at him as he closed the door behind him. She brought her knees up to her chest and hugged them. She laid her head on her knees as she continuously stared at the closed door. The room had become colder without his warmth around. She bit her lower lip and tried to recall the lingering ghost feeling of his lips against hers. She sighed wistfully. She already missed him.

From downstairs, she overheard the front door being slammed and she closed her eyes. The whole house was hauntingly quiet, not even the clambering of pots and pans from the kitchen as Nanami was working overtime and wouldn't be back until later that night. It was quite lonely and thinking about the fact that Katsuki wasn't there anymore just intensified that feeling. So, she decided to focus on other things in her mind.

(Y/n) remained in that position for a few minutes, eyes closed while a million and one thoughts ran through her mind. Among her thoughts, she recalled that she still had her parents' files and whatnots stashed away in a box. She made another mental note to sort them out but first, she had to deal with the cobweb in her room. She didn't want unwanted eight-legged guests lounging around in her safe space.

Her eyes then shot open when she remembered the spider incident back at the tent in the mountains and she cringed. Her hands flew up to cover her reddening face as the embarrassment she felt back then came back to her a hundred fold. She fell back onto the bed and lied on her side before curling up into a fetus position all the while groaning to herself.

Did she really have to be such a wimp? She must've looked so stupid in front of Katsuki. It was a miracle he still retained his feelings for her even after that stunt back there.

Seven minutes into replaying how the incident should have actually gone all the while being plagued with remnant embarrassment, (Y/n) finally got over it.

Her eyes had started drooping down, the day's exhaustion finally getting to her. She could feel the threads of sleep begin to pull at her and she was getting tempted. She began to mentally calculate all the things she had to do instead of sleeping. The options she had were taking a shower, studying for finals, eating, or throwing caution to the wind and sleeping or even better, watching something on TV.

Since she was too lazy to get off the bed and was already comfortable, she chose to take an hour nap then wake up to study. Satisfied with her 'wise' decision that would put any elder to shame, she sat up to pull back the covers off the bed and got in. Finally finding a comfortable position to sleep, she reached out for her phone which was charging on the bedside table and checked the time.

5:00 pm

She set the alarm to go off an hour later and set the phone back on the table.

A couple of twisting and turning later, she reached out for her phone again and checked the time.

5:17 pm

Frowning that her restlessness had cost her seventeen minutes of her precious sleep, she added seventeen minutes to her 'an hour sleep' and set the phone back to its place. She closed her eyes and tried to sleep. After a while, her head began feeling heavy and she was already drowsy with sleep.

She finally slept.

And woke up nearly midnight...

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