𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐌 ; k sakusa

[6] SLEEP VOICE

sakoosa
[3:49AM]

hey

help me nerd

what's a gamma ray?

and while you're at it,
what is a beta ray?

also what is an isotope?

[3:51AM]

are you an idiot or what??

clearly you are the idiot

ughh

i can barely open my
eyes and type

fine then. i'll google it

if you could have googled
it, what's the point of
texting me at nearly 4 in
the morning genius????

because you explain
better...

aw shit

that hit hard in the feels

i still can barely type

can you call me and i'll
explain it?

is this an excuse of some
sort for some bonding
experience that you're
trying to drag me into?

...

also that.

will you do it?

i mean if you don't feel
comfortable i'll try and
wake up |

incoming call from sakoosa...

───✱*.｡:｡✱*.:｡✧*.｡✰*.:｡✧*.｡:｡*.｡✱ ───

a drowsy smile bestowed itself on your features as you stare at your phone in the dark night.

pressing accept, you placed your phone on speakers and crossed your arms, chin on top of it. your phone was laid in front of you as you waited for him to speak.

"hello?" he asks.

your heart beats a little faster at the sound of the voice.

"damn...your voice is hotttt~" you laugh, a stupid grin on your face.

"what the fuck?" he questions.

"oh my god, say it againnnn."

"no, you futile, disgusting, shameless germ." he spits.

he was obviously short-tempered but you didn't mind it as the voice was getting to you.

"not my fault your voice is hot."

"you're weirder than i expected."

"if you're hot in real life too, it's going to be the end of me, for real." you said.

he sigh

"i suddenly don't want to associate myself with your outlandish behaviour."

"ahhh!" you screamed into your pillow. "he uses big words too."

"simp."

"i am not! you're too angry for my type. like you have zero patience. but if you were to be patient just for me, then maybe i would've fallen for you long ago."

"simp." he repeats, but this time he sounded more confirmed.

"that's mean—"

"hurry up and explain. i don't have all night." 

then, you began explaining the science concept while he stays quiet over the line.

"do you understand it or not? you aren't speaking."

"is that your sleep voice?" he randomly asks.

"mmm...why? is it ugly?!" you freak out.

it was your first time talking to someone with your sleep voice. you suddenly found yourself insecure of it.

"yes."

you close your eyes, sighing your tension away.

"of course you'd say that."

"i'm just kidding. learn to take a joke." he says.

sensing the slight humour, you rolled your eyes. he was a hard guy to understand sometimes.

you can't tell when he would pull a joke.

"it's hard to tell if you're joking, sometimes."

it was quite on the other line and your eyes were drooping from heaviness.

"thanks. i'll hang up now."

"no, wait. can you stay?" you asked, with no thought.

"why?"

"your side sounds so calm and i'll be able to fall asleep—"

"no thanks, loser." he replied.

and then hangs up.