Cant Sleep? MatchaBlossom/Jerry Fanfic

Chapter 1? (short)

(I was thinking of the song above while writing this so :D)

The sky rumbled as a bright flash lit up the dark night. The sound of whirling wind and the angry thunder is all that could be heard. A man with long pink hair rolled over in his bed, his sleep disturbed by all the noise as he let out, a very very agitated sigh. Finally letting his eyes open accepting the fact he was now awake. He then looked over to his side grabbing his pair of glasses and looking towards a purple and black skate board. The man slid his glasses on his face keeping his tired eyes closed as he spoke. "Carla, what time is it?". The skate board- or carla lit up and responded in a femine voice. "It is currently 2:28 am Creator." Scrunching up his face he jerked back as a loud crash and another bright flash filled the room. "Damn storm.." he slowly brought himself up removing his bed coverings as he shivered from the cold air that harshly brushed against his skin. He made his way towards the door of his room gently opening it and going into his living room, he flicked on the lights and looked around. The place was modernly styled with Japanese decorations. And of course the main theme of it all, was cherry blossoms. He slipped into his kitchen being as quiet as possible despite living alone. Being loud even alone at night seemed wrong to him, 'night is for peace and quiet', he somehow got that memo stuck in his head from who knows how long ago. He most likely read it in a book but he follows it, not intentionally just reflexively. The man poured himself a small glass of water as the thunder continued to roar. It's not as though the man was afraid of thunder, or lighting, or storms he just can't seem to be comfortable sleeping during them. His friend or more so "rival" told him he probably was just a light sleeper, which to that he agreed. He couldn't handle sleeping even when someone was snoring. 'The night is meant for peace and quiet.' He sighed agitated again. He had work to do later and this lack of sleep was going to make it difficult. He finished off his water and walked towards one of his windows watching the rain and lighting. The man watched it for a while before leaving the windows side to return to his room. As the door creaked closed emitting the room into darkness again, he reached out and grabbed his phone turning it on and sending a text.
A simple greeting nothing much just a "hey" to a friend. He didn't expect an answer at this time, way too late- or early I suppose. He set the device back down on the bed side table and crawled underneath the warm covers once again. His pink hair was messy and his pale white skin had little bumps on it from the cold but he started to relax. Of course as another roaring sound of thunder and bright flash came, following it with heavy rain sounds he accepted the fact he was not going to sleep any time soon. A groan left his lips as he rolled over about to take his glasses off before his phone screen lit up. A simple reply, from a simple friend, "Cant sleep?".

A small smile appeared on his lips. To that he'll never admit but the friends simple response just made this time, a little more bearable.

Thank you for reading :)
Hope it was bearable (I struggled so much trying to find out how to spell that word)
This is a matchaBlossom fanfiction if you couldn't tell! I know this chapters short but eh non of yall are actually reading this yet so :^
Have a good day working on the next chapter that'll be longer I swear.