This sh*tty quarantine period is causing me to lose fragments of my sanity. I'm awfully bored and I miss my friends, though I shouldn't complain, after all there are people out there risking their own lives in order to cure as many patients as they can.

I'm now suffering insomnia but it's not like I haven't before. Still, I'd like to return to my normal sleeping schedule, it's not good to sleep at 12 PM and wake up at 9 PM after all.

Sorry it's so short!

"Insomnia"

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"(y/n), go to sleep." Your boyfriend's tired and husky voice calls from the bed. Hearing that, you whined in your seat, "I can't." You grumpily remark.

It was an utter bore to be kept up all night, where nothing much amused you, and to miss out on entertaining morning activities no less. You envied your boyfriend, he got to sleep whenever he wanted, his body unbothered by the schedule.

But you didn't blame him for your suffering, after all, if you needed him, he was prepared to do your bidding like a servant. Which you were genuinely grateful for. 

A pair of arms snaked around your waist, effortlessly lifting you from the chair you occupied and settling you onto something softer, which you could only conclude was your bed. 

Ushijima stands before you, in all his shirtless glory. You couldn't help but blush and wonder how he was able to sleep with the air conditioning blaring such cold breeze. 

"Waka-Kun?" You looked up at him, curiously. 

Ushijima gives a tiny smile at the nickname before speaking. "This habit is not healthy, for you and me." He points out, smile transitioning into a  frown. 

You pouted childishly, "I can't help it! No matter how hard I try, I end up getting frustrated instead. Not peaceful at all!" You exclaimed, flailing your arms around for extra dramatic effect. "And what do you mean for you too?" 

Ushijima sighs, climbing into bed with you, pushing you down to lay against his solid chest. "It is natural for a boyfriend to crave his girlfriend's embrace, is it not?" He asked so casually but you couldn't help but blush at his words.

Truth be told, Ushijima was not the usually affection-seeking. He was blunt, stoic and too engrossed in his passion to ever pay attention to that kind of matter. 

But he was romantic in his own way, to say the least. You never gained cheesy gifts from him; chocolates, teddy bears, flowers, etc. Instead you got him, which was honestly all you could ever ask from the world. 

"O-Of course it is... Y-You didn't have to be so straightforward about it, now I'm embarrassed." You stammered, hiding your face. 

Ushijima's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Why should you feel embarrassed? Is it because you are uncomfortable? If so, then I will let you--" 

"Don't let go..." You murmured against his chest, snuggling closer to him, afraid to lose his touch. Ushijima only hummed and wrapped his arms around you tightly. 

It's funny though, you actually felt drowsy now that you were in his envelopment, you didn't think that it'd have much affect on your insomniac-ass-- but it did. Ushijima was warm, it soothed your nerves and helped you calm down.

Ushijima's dark-olive eyes watched as your eyelids fell and raised, as if you were fighting against slumber. Gradually however, you emitted a breath of defeat before you had succumbed to sleep, much to Ushijima's relief.

He planted a gentle kiss on your forehead before sleeping himself, a tranquil night picked up from there and you were finally relieved of insomnia.

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Word Count: 500

Hope you enjoyed, sorry if that was crappy.