katsuki rests a chin on his palm, elbows leaning on his lower thigh as he tilts his head to mirror yours.
you are currently knocked out on jiro's shoulder, somehow managing to sleep through the dark haired girl's constant jostling. jiro, kirishima, yaoyorozu, and kaminari are currently on their fiftieth rematch of mario kart, and katsuki can feel his eyes beginning to glaze over.
fiftieth loss is more accurate for anyone other than jiro, who lazily swings her ear jack around her finger when the screen signals her win. again.
kirishima sighs, and kaminari falls backwards to lie flat on his back.
"i give up," yaomomo says, a small yawn interrupting the rest of her sentence. "how did you not lose a single time?"
jiro grins. "wouldn't you like to know," she sticks her tongue out and blows a raspberry.
sero, who's knocked out on katsuki's shoulder, jerks in his sleep and rolls off the blonde's shoulder. freezing in place, katsuki watches as sero's head falls to crash into his knee. his eyebrows furrow, but the black haired boy only nuzzles his head onto katsuki's thigh before stilling, and katsuki relaxes.
he then notices yaoyorozu and mina's eyes on him. he rolls his eyes at at yaomomo, who doesn't seem as fazed as she used to get from his glares. he doesn't like the way she glares back, a smile dancing on her lips. what the hell did she have to snicker about?
mina coos at him, and in retaliation, katsuki shoves the sleeping boy unceremoniously off of his leg and stands up. sero continues to sleep, a soft snore coming from his mouth as he rolls over to clutch the pillow near his grasp.
katsuki marches over to you, and grabs your arm to shake you awake. you scrunch your nose and lift a hand to swat at the disturbance in your sleep. when you feel a glare, you open your eyes a few seconds later. "i'm up, i'm up!" you say, half consciously with a barely concealed yawn.
