✔️ 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙮 101 | 𝙩. 𝙤𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖

𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 ?

" ring ring, bitch. pick up the phone. " her ringtone snapped her out of her sleep. she groaned quietly, her eyes squinting at the brightness of her phone. it took a moment for her eyes to adjust, but when they did, she was surprised. it was him.

it had been a week since that night on the train, and she had, in fact, decided to tolerate him a bit longer. and here he was, his face on her screen, with a red and green button.

obviously, she picked up.

"oikawa?" she questioned, a dark screen, for a moment. but then he seemed to move, the screen illuminating his face. "hey, did i wake you up?" she propped her phone against the wall, so it was facing her. she pulled the blanket over her shoulders, all before answering. "yeah, but it's fine. what's up?" she stifled a yawn.

"oh, i'm sor—" he started, only to be cut off my the sleepy girl. "is something wrong?" she noticed, he looked a little rough, but cute nonetheless. his hair was less defined than usual, his glasses resting on the the bridge of his nose, and his eyes looked tired.

"not really, i just can't sleep." he sighed. he too had set the camera up, seemingly against his wall, just as y/n had. "what time is it?" she responded, too lazy to check herself. oikawa looked over, before answering, "like 2:15." she nodded, allowing them a second of silence before she spoke again.

"what's keeping you up? are you nervous for tomorrow?" by tomorrow, she meant today. today, the boy had a volleyball game. "i suppose i am." he exhaled, puffing out his cheeks, and threading his fingers through his hair. "don't be." she stated simply. "you're probably the best volleyball player i know. so trust yourself, and your team." she added.

"but what about—" she cut him off again, not letting him finish his question, which he had surely been pondering all night. "yes, kageyama is an amazing setter, but all around, you're the best volleyball player i know. and i'm talking skill, not personality." she teased, succeeding in making him smile, even if it were only a small one.

it was quiet again. for longer this time. "hey, y/n-chan." he finally broke the comfortable silence, in which y/n had began to fall back asleep. "hm?" she hummed a lazy response, half asleep. "thank you." she wasn't sure what he was thanking her for, or if it was really happing, rather a dream. "any time." he almost couldn't hear her. and after a moment, he concluded that she was asleep. because of the way her breathing was even, and he could hear her soft snores through the speaker, and even the way her hair fell over her forehead, he finally slept.

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PLANSJSHSHS SORRY IF THIS IS MOVING FAST OR SOMETHING—

also, double update? whatttt? i'm so nice to y'all smh