Usually, Shouto can get to sleep with no problem. Usually, he's not bothered by the distance between himself and his family or the shift in time zones or bothered by anything at all.
But then there are nights like tonight, where all he can think about is his mother and it gets him out of bed and into the common room. When Héctor notices him, he can't help the way he tenses up at first. "I'm fine," he mumbles out, fingers curling around the book he's been holding. "Just studying."
Even though he usually takes his time studying in their room or the library, so it's a relatively obvious lie.
c;
But then there are nights like tonight, where all he can think about is his mother and it gets him out of bed and into the common room. When Héctor notices him, he can't help the way he tenses up at first. "I'm fine," he mumbles out, fingers curling around the book he's been holding. "Just studying."
Even though he usually takes his time studying in their room or the library, so it's a relatively obvious lie.