rabbithearted–boy:

It was late, he was tired, it was dark and supposedly dangerous and he had no doubt he should go home. But every part of his body protested to the idea, and he moved further away instead. Just a mood, probably. It would pass, and until it did he would stay out here.

When he passed a nice-looking bench at the edge of the park, though, he laid down on it with a flop, staring up at the tree branch now hanging over him. Just a while was okay, right? No way he’d fall asleep out here.

A nightly stroll, on the nights he couldn’t sleep, that’s what kept him sane. Tsuna sighed, pushing his foot off the pavement tiredly, trying to figure out whether it was that he couldn’t sleep or he didn’t want to. Something seemed off, felt strange, and he just couldn’t bring himself to settle down till he found it.

These thoughts were quickly replaced with that of concern as he found a familiar redhead seemingly passed out on a bench..He ventured nearer, opting to stand above said redhead and almost whisper, “Enma-kun, what are you doing here?”