"He's always here and I don't want him here."
Atobe rolled over to see Jiroh asleep on his bed. Atobe shook Jiroh and Jiroh grabbed his arm.
"Pillow." He snored on.
"You can't use Ore-sama as a pillow," said Atobe.
"Why not?" Jiroh's eyes flashed open.
"Eh? Well, because. I'm me and you're not good enough to use me for anything."
"I am so," said Jiroh putting his head on Atobe's chest, falling asleep again.
Atobe was getting rather annoyed now. He shook Jiroh waking him up. "Jiroh, get out."
"No." Jiroh stayed where he was.
"Just who do you think you are?" asked Atobe.
"Akutagawa Jiroh," Jiroh yawned.
"...Jiroh."
"...Keigo."
Atobe blushed. "What?"
"Keigo... mmm.." Jiroh fell back asleep.
Atobe layed on his bed with Jiroh asleep on him. He looked at Jiroh who snored. Maybe Atobe could get used to this afterall.