Canon: Remove if not applicable.You’re not sleeping tonight either? Michael asked, and J looked back to see Michael adjust his glasses and covering a yawn only barely.
J smiled slightly, too brightly, feeling his face stretch stiffly; but he knew that his smile was perfect, yet he knew that Michael saw through him. Otherwise, Michael wouldn’t be giving him such a disapproving look. I don’t need much sleep to manage, J said, and he almost explained himself, told him how he had developed such a skill like not needing more than an hour, sometimes less, of sleep.
It wasn’t healthy and he knew that even without Michael’s it’s not healthy and J pouted at the cracker. I know my own body, Michael-kun, he told him, and he still didn’t mention his hatred for his siblings and his father and everyone in the cult. The walls had ears and he didn’t want to put Michael in that sort of difficult position.
I’ll sleep later, you should go ahead without me. Unless you wanted to do it with me? It was a bad and very straightforward innuendo which he didn’t even try to hide, but Michael was dense and J enjoyed seeing his face go red like that. Tangle tails and rub scales? he continued and Michael’s expression was absolutely wonderful.