୨୧ THINKING ABOUT 💭 ៸៸ boyfriend kirishima’s sleep style . . .
the thing about your boyfriend, kirishima , is that he sleeps like he’s dead or doesnt sleep at all. better yet, he sleeps like a rock.
the type of sleeper that doesn’t budge — no matter how many times you poke his cheek, nudge his shoulder, or drape your body over him just to get a reaction.
the second kirishima lets his head hit the pillow, it’s like a switch flips. one minute he’s laughing, grinning wide, all sharp teeth and warmth, and then the next… he’s out cold, arm slung over you like it’s second nature.
kirishima is also the type to subconsciously cuddle you in your sleep. even if he falls asleep on his side of the bed, he will end up glued to you. arm around your waist, leg thrown over yours, face tucked into your shoulder or neck, mumbling in his sleep: “you’re… so pretty…” “my girl…”
on top of that, kirishima’s strength does NOT turn off... if he falls asleep holding you, whether it be your hand or your waist, you’re not escaping until he’s fully conscious. if he’s feeling nice that is…
but . . . on the nights kirishima doesn’t sleep, it’s the complete opposite.
he’ll lie there beside you, eyes open, staring at the ceiling as if tracing imaginary constellations. quieter than usual. yet his hand still always finds yours under the blanket, thumb brushing over your knuckles in slow, absent circles.
boyfriend kirishima is also equivalent to that of a heater. his body runs warm 24/7, so sleeping next to him is like having a built in heated blanket . . . just one that talks in his sleep.
so yeah, your boyfriend sleeps like a rock. but a warm rock of endless praise and affirmation. a heavy one at that. but you love it.
♡ © KATSUIKI ׄ ✉️ ۫ ❛
