Why do you stay? {Shigadabi}

2

          Tomura had spent the entire night in his dorm with supplies he had grabbed from the studio. Having felt more happy than he had in months, he figured he'd try and paint something. When the frail artist finally crashed at 5 in the morning, there was a beautiful depiction of a darkness being completely overcome with light surrounding it, starting to turn the edges light as well. Tomura had not even made it to his bed when he was finished, he was sleeping in an upright position against the bed on the floor.

          It was now noon, Tomura was usually in the studio everyday by 10. So when Toga didn't find him there when she dropped by, she got worried. Good thing she had made a copy of the man's key, he didn't know about it but that was okay.

          When Toga entered the artist's dorm, she was surprised. She had expected Tomura to be a chaotic mess of nerves and anxiety, as he normally was when he skipped out on the studio. Instead, she found him asleep on the floor with a finished painting drying by the window. The blonde carefully stepped over her friend to inspect the painting. She smiled; as with everything he made, it was amazing. She turned to the sleeping man and decided to at least get him into bed.

          Tomura had fallen asleep with his painting gloves still on so Toga squatted next to him and carefully took them off him. She ran her fingers through his hair, grinning. She never got to see him at peace like this. He's always a nervous asshole when he's awake.

          "Tomuuuu.." she spoke softly so she wouldn't startle him.

          Alas, when he opened his eyes, he was taken aback by the blonde and was also confused and a bit annoyed that she was stroking his hair.

           He flinched away from her and looked around before meeting her eyes again. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

          Toga giggled, seeing a stark contrast between sleeping and awake Tomura. "Well, you weren't at the studio when i dropped by so I was a little worried."

          Tomura rubbed his eyes lazily with closed fists. "Well no shit I wasn't there... I don't get there until 10 normally."

          "Tomu... it's noon."

          The blue haired man stopped rubbing eyes to check his phone for the time. Seeing that Toga was right he groaned. "Now my sleep schedule is fucked."

          The blonde smiled. "When did you fall asleep last night?"   

          "Last time I checked the time was nearly 5am." Tomura yawned while answering, making his words almost indecipherable. "But then I put a few more coats in some places and cleaned my brushes so... maybe 5:30?"

           "Why don't you come to mine and Magne's place for lunch? Or... breakfast. Or just to hangout really." Toga asked, attempting to touch her friend's hair again.

He moved away from her before giving in and letting her be her weird, affectionate self. "I dunno Toga... I'm in the same clothes as yesterday... and I'd really like to get my painting to the studio so I can set it properly..."

Toga pouted. "Cmon Tomu. You can change, then we can both go to the studio and you can set the painting, and then we can go to our place. It'll just be me and Magne. We could even watch a movie"

Tomura thought about it for a moment before caving in to his friend. "Fine. But no sappy love movies. I hate those."

Toga smiled "Then why do you always cry during them?"

He scowled. "Because... they make them that way. You're supposed to cry! Doesn't mean I like them."

"Mmmhm whatever you say Tomu..." she replied giggling.