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you had cancelled on atsumu today since you and osamu had to get some english work done. your friend was at your house. you and him wanted to try and have a "study session", but it was an utter fail.

you kept getting distracted. you went from scrolling on your phone, to texting, to watching youtube videos, which osamu had very gladly watched with you.

it's not like you hadn't got any work done though. you did get a good bit done before you got distracted for the sixth time.

unfortunately, it had gotten late before you could finish, so your mom insisted that osamu stayed over. he was more than happy to accept and he was over so much that he already had spare clothes at your house.

he was sprawled out on the couch, ready for sleep. you walked over to him, plopping a pillow onto his stomach.

"do you need anything else?"

he eagerly grabbed it, placing it behind his head.

osamu offered a subtle smile before turning over so he was facing the cushions, "no thanks. you're such a sweet host."

"aww, thank you, 'samu. you never compliment me."

"don't be ridiculous, yes i do," he muttered, getting a soft smile from you.

"goodnight."

he hummed quietly as you walked out. you were envious of the way that he could so easily fall asleep.

-

it was 2 am when you were startled awake by your phone ringing. you let out an irritated groan as you grabbed your phone.

you couldn't be bothered with checking the caller id, you just answered.

"hello?"

"sorry if i woke you up."

it was atsumu.

warmth pooled in your chest and your tone softening once you realized it was the blonde, "it's fine. why are you calling?"

the line went quiet for a few seconds, "uhh.. i don't know."

you rolled over so you were resting on your back, your eyes glued to the ceiling. your heart was loud in your ears as you waited for him to say something. but a solid minute passed and he hadn't said anything. a weary sigh slipped past your lips, "i would love to talk to you, but i'm really tired. i'm gonna hang up," you pulled the phone away from your ear, about to press the 'end call' button.

"oh? you would love to love to talk to me?" you could hear the smugness roll off his lips, but there was something else. there was a hint of nervousness in his voice. your curiosity was enough to reel you back in.

you brought the phone back to your ear again.

"can we talk?" he asked.

you let your head fall back against your pillow. the force made you let out a small huff, "it's 2 am atsumu."

nothing..