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Tired.

Shinsou was so fucking tired.

Believe it or not, he could fall asleep rather easily if he wanted to, but the thoughts about waking up again the next day made him glued to his phone until the ungodly hours of the morning, going to bed at 5am only to wake up anyway only with a headache and twitchy eyes. He knows it's not healthy, he knows that he should just go the fuck to sleep, and yet here he is again, in the kitchen at 4 in the fucking morning scrolling through tumblr feeling like absolute shit.

No wonder his eyesight is so bad.

Yawning loudly, he turns his phone off and sits in the silence and darkness. All too quickly the demons come rushing forth, arms stretched out to grab his throat, choking him until he can barely breathe and taking a hold of his beating heart with their bare hands.

He switches his phone back on, and starts scrolling once again.

It's 5am and Shinsou is tired. He's only got one hour until the class starts waking up, only one more hour until he has to live through the same day once more.

He decided to go for a walk.

He walks round and round the dew drop coated track, legs aching but no where near stopping because he can't let the demons catch him, he can't let them strangle him again.

After the 37th lap he collapses, legs folding underneath him as he gasps in deep breaths. He can already feel the demons rushing towards him in the shadows, grasping his throat and-

"Yo Eye-bags, what the fuck are you doing out here!?"

-Shinsou is tired.

"Couldn't sleep so I thought I'd have a nice jog around the track yanno?"

Liar, you could sleep just fine, it's just whether you want to or not that is the problem.

"In your pyjamas?"

"Yeah, it's a uh, new trend."

As if he'd fall for that, dumbass.

"Riiight. Well why are you on the floor then?"

"Wanted to watch the sunrise."

To be fair, he did like watching the sunrise.

"Okayyy. So you're telling me that you haven't been to sleep? Like, at all?"

"Nope."

"For fuck sake-"

Oh look, you've disappointed yet another person. Well done you fucking idiot.

"-you'll get fucking sick if you keep on acting like this. Get some fucking meds from Recovery Girl or some shit, how are you supposed to attend classes on 0 hours sleep!?"

What the fuck?

"You don't think I know that!?" Shinsou snapped, "I don't need some shitty meds I can go to sleep fine."

"THEN WHY THE FUCK DO YOU STAY AWAKE?"

"BECAUSE OTHERWISE I WAKE UP SOONER, AND EVERYDAY GETTING OUT OF BED IS A FUCKING CHORE. WHENEVER I WAKE UP EVERYTHING COMES HURLING BACK TO ME ALL AT ONCE. I JUST WANT TO SLEEP FOREVER BUT I CAN'T, SO THE NEXT BEST THING IS NOT SLEEPING AT ALL."

Bakugo looks at him like he's gone insane which, Shinsou thinks almost logically, he might have.

"Fuck you. You're going to bed," Bakugo replied, grabbing Shinsou and swinging him over this shoulder.

Now Shinsou is sure he's gone insane.

And that's proven when he wakes up at 12:30, with Bakugo reading a book at his desk, a packet of painkillers on his bedside table and the demons no where to be seen.

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