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miyazaki broooo why'd u have to take my phone like that
kageyama i didn't know it was you at least you watched us play? too bad you couldn't stay out too long
miyazaki missing me? ik
kageyama i do be missing you tho 😡😡
miyazaki WOAH was that for real? cuz like same 🥺
kageyama sike i would never
miyazaki oh that kinda hurted me doe
kageyama pft- okay
miyazaki BRO when i was hugging everyone bye u were the ONLY one who didn't hug me back so sad 😔
kageyama you caught me off guard what was i supposed to do?
miyazaki hug me BACK? i am never going to hug u ever again
kageyama don't make any rash decisions and stop calling me bro it's weird
miyazaki why not bro it's not a bad word bro i'll stop calling u bro when u actually start acting the way u text me irl
kageyama i cant do that that'd be chaos
miyazaki ur so mean to me irl :(( the first time we met? u walked away
kageyama you said you had plans so i left
miyazaki i dIDNT MEAN IT LIKE THATSTDB i wished i could hang out with u guys more
kageyama i like hanging out with you i guess it might just be because it's literally 12 am and i'm so tired but ur tolerable
miyazaki tOLERABLE? WOWOQ
kageyama yes tolerable
miyazaki wanna facetime? let's facetime
kageyama um no
miyazaki why nOTTT
kageyama because i don't want to
miyazaki cmonnn i won't even keep u a on the phone for too long
kageyama fine not too long tho
miyazaki oops i lost my number :( can i have urs ;))
kageyama: stop don't do that +8170555286
miyazaki: meanie >:(
+8190525868 would like facetime!
kageyama: "miyazaki?" his voice slurred into the speaker, he desperately tried to keep his eyes open.
miyazaki: "hi kags," she lets out a yawn, the fatigue getting to her. "still not going to sleep?" she watched as he played with his bangs as he laid on his bed.
kageyama: "no, felt like staying up today." he lets go of his hair, grabbing ahold of his phone; staring at miyazaki's enlarged face.
miyazaki: "tch, don't you have practice tomorrow? be more responsible, kags." she unknowingly uses the nickname he doesn't like. to her surpise, he doesn't say anything about it.
kageyama: he gazed at the bottom of his phone, he could feel his cheeks redden. luckily, the dimness in his room hid it. "don't you have practice too? softball, is it?"
miyazaki: the brunette lets out a quick 'hmph' before responding, "i just needed a past time until soccer season started up again," she gives him another lookwhile yawning, "but softball's fun. it's okay."
kageyama: "so, you do two high school sports?" she lazily nods at his question, her head coming in contact with her pillow. "what do you wanna do as a past time until we fall asleep?"
miyazaki: "let's talk about hinata, you seem passionate about him." her eyes slightly drooped as she tried to watch kageyama's sullen expression.
kageyama: "i'm done talking to you, you're mean," he mocks, she unconsciously beams. kageyama swore he felt his heart feel lighter at the sight of her eyes smiling at him. "anyways, he's okay. he's a work in progress, i guess you can say."
miyazaki: "he's always had it in him, so passionate about volleyball ever since he saw that tiny volleyball dude," she replied. "he couldn't stopped talking about it when he saw the clip, that was the most focused i had ever seen him."
kageyama: the blue-eyed boy listened to her voice intently, he could fall asleep to it if he could. he watched her eyelids gradually fall and her voice slowly get softer.
miyazaki: "anyways, i think i'm gonna end the call-"
kageyama: he interrupts, "don't end the call. just go to sleep." his voice was raspy and rough.
miyazaki: she shrugs before nodding, propping her phone against her lamp. she lets out a content sigh as she pulled her covers over her peppa pig pajamas; snuggling into her pillow. "goodnight kags, sweet dreams." she whispered loud enough for the blue eyed boy to hear, turning the lamp off.
kageyama: he could feel the butterflies in his stomach flutter around, he doesn't understand the feeling he gets whenever she calls him 'kags' or she smiles at him. it's too confusing. "goodnight, sweetheart." he whispers softly. this time it wasn't meant as an insult.