past or present— a haikyuu smau
[oikawa x y/n x atsumu]
a/n: peep @ y/n's lockscreen tho 🤔 ksksks
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"damn y/n, ya havin’ a concert there or some shit?"
"why?"
"too fucking bright. are all yer lights on?"
"well you’re the one who wanted to videocall. i just finished cleaning up a bit," your face was clear, having just finished washing up for the night, getting ready to head into bed.
he sighs, leaning back on the headboard. "when will ya get an iphone so we can facetime instead?"
"android is superior!!!" you pouted.
atsumu rolls his eyes, shrugging. "sooo~ ya don't have any plans turning that light off, since yer done cleaning?" his eyes were intent on your face on his screen.
"...i’ll just turn my cam off then,"
"no wtf, i called ya so i can see that cute face of yers before i sleep." his brows furrowed, response hurriedly escaping past his lips.
"well... okay, it’s just that... my stupid friend said a lady crying around here can be heard... at night," your eyes roam your room, scanning your surroundings every now and then.
he snickers. "lol don't tell me... yer scared?"
"n-no,"
"y/n, turn the lights off. it’s more dangerous if you leave them all on, since yer alone," his voice sounded stern, any hint of teasing was gone, replaced by his genuine concern for your well-being.
"but–"
"listen to me for once. i won’t drop the call until i see ya snoring, and i’ll scream at ya to yeet if i see anything," you watch him scratch the back of his head, before covering the lower half of his face while he yawned.
"sometimes you can be such a creep..." you get up from sitting on your futon, on the way to turn off the lights.
"wow. i’m just concerned." he emphasizes this, in case you were pretty clueless about his intentions.
"okay mom, look, i’m conserving electricity now," you hurriedly went back to your futon soon as all the lights in the house were turned off. however, you leave the lamp beside it on the floor turned on.
"there we go. didn’t think yer one to believe in ghost stories... ya even played that game with yer friends..." he smirks at you, watching as you bury yourself in your pillows and blankets.
"oh shut up!"
"told ya, i should’ve come along." he shows you that smug smile, though it was obvious in his drooped eyes that the setter was getting sleepy.
"atsu, the team needs you in that practice match. you need that practice match. also, that plus-one thing works best with committed couples. you’re not even my boyfriend," you turn and lay on your side.
"not yet. besides, ain’t i yer friend then? unless... does that mean... i’m more than just a friend to ya now?" atsumu grins, chuckling as he watches your reaction. it wasn't the first time you've heard him laugh or anything, however, there was something soothing about the sound; then again, you were too overcome with embarrassment to have dwelled on the thought a bit longer.
"w-whatever! i’m just gonna go get my beauty sleep now. i have to look super duper beautiful tomorrow. and you’re not gonna see that!" you stuck your tongue out at him, thanking the dim light of your lamp that he wouldn’t see the obvious pink your cheeks had.
he nods. "alright then, go get that beauty sleep, beautiful. i’ll end the call–?"
"...i thought you said you weren’t gonna..." you murmur, then you gasp as you realize that the mic of your earphones was literally right next to your mouth.
atsumu smiles. not a teasing smile, not a haughty smile. just that... a soft, gentle look on his face that you had to blink a few times to make sure you were talking with the correct twin. "alright, i’ll end the call when yer asleep, okay?"
"o-okay... thanks. g-good night, atsu," you gulp, feeling a bit shy as you stammered; so you turn, finding the most comfortable position before idly leaving your phone in your hand as you slept. because of this, atsumu only had a view of your forehead and the rest of what was behind you.
"mhhm...~ make sure ya dream of me,"
"that’ll be such a nightmare," you managed to retort before yawning. as you find yourself drowsing off, you could hear some idle conversations between osamu and atsumu which didn’t really last for long.
minutes later...
"y/n..." atsumu yawns, eyes scanning the screen for any sign of you being awake. however, the phone had already slipped from your hand, and all he could see now was your pillow and the sheets.
"....."
"y/n, ya still up?" he asks again, just for good measure, although he's pretty much aware that you were now off to dreamland.
"....."
atsumu sighs, eyes barely open and half-awake, mumbling to himself, "well... guess you're alseep. too bad i won't get to see ya tomorrow. i mean you’re super duper beautiful everyday, that's a given... but i guess tomorrow's a bit special for ya, ain't it? we even picked that dress together... unfair," then, he yawns, his lids shut, accidentally pressing the 'end' button. but he wasn't pissed at that–but at the text his brother just sent him.
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