Is that it? It felt as though you were rubbing it...
[He lifts his hand to his ear himself, one eye closed as he touches at it. Hmm. It was twitching? He's skeptical, a little, but at the same time... He can't imagine Midorima touching him for any other reason.]
It was likely due to the dream I was having. I apologize. [It was distressing! He remembers that much... Blinking a few times, he pushes himself up onto an elbow, peering at the book Midorima is reading. His hair is a little fluffy from how disheveled it is, and he still looks sleepy, but... He can't sleep all day. And he's getting hungry.]
How late is it? I hope you were able to entertain yourself.
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[He lifts his hand to his ear himself, one eye closed as he touches at it. Hmm. It was twitching? He's skeptical, a little, but at the same time... He can't imagine Midorima touching him for any other reason.]
It was likely due to the dream I was having. I apologize. [It was distressing! He remembers that much... Blinking a few times, he pushes himself up onto an elbow, peering at the book Midorima is reading. His hair is a little fluffy from how disheveled it is, and he still looks sleepy, but... He can't sleep all day. And he's getting hungry.]
How late is it? I hope you were able to entertain yourself.