Side Note: The entire story takes place over FaceTime- and well, it's 2 AM...

  INCOMING CALL- 🧡 SunaRin 🤍

Osamu: Well hello- what the hell is that noise?!

Suna: Hey, oh it's the microwave.

Osamu: How the hell is a microwave making that awful noise- move yer phone away!

Osamu: Better yet, stOP THE MICROWAVE.

Suna: No. I'm fucking hungry.

Osamu: It's literally 2 am and ya called me so I could watch ya make food?

Suna: Lol yeah.

Osamu: ...

Suna: ...

Suna: Well any-

Osamu: Screw you Rin.

Suna: weLL DAMN OKAY-

Osamu: WHAT DO YA MEAN? YA WOKE ME UP- HELL WE HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW.

Suna: DOES THAT MATTER?

Suna propped his phone up on a toaster. 

Osamu: Yes Rintarō. It DOES matter.

Suna rolled his eyes, and then the microwave beeped. His eyes lit up and Osamu facepalmed. 

Osamu:  Oh my god?? Please seek help??

Suna: Okeh bvt noh- 

Osamu: chew with yer mouth closed Rintarō.  

Osamu made a face and Suna covered his mouth to prevent food from falling. 

Suna: Stop calling me that.

Osamu: But that's yer name.

Suna: My first name.

Osamu: So?

Osamu: We're literally dat-

Suna: SHHH-

Suna hastily grabbed his phone and put it close to his face. 

Suna: The wall fairies might hear.

Osamu: The fucking wha- Suna are ya high?

Suna: What? No. 

Suna: I'm just scared of them. Little demons.

Osamu pinched the bridge of his nose. 

Osamu: It's too early fer this.

Osamu: Also- who cares if the "WaLl FaRieS" hear?

Suna: ME. I CARE.

Osamu: OH MY GOD? WHY?

Suna: BECAUSE THEY'RE SCARY?!?!

Suna: DO YOU WANT ME TO DIE?

Osamu: WELL OF COURSE NOT-

Suna: WELL THEN DON'T BRING ANYTHING UP. THE WALL FAIRIES ARE EVERYTHING PHOBIC.

Osamu let out a long sigh. He adjusted his phone, moving to sit at his desk. 

Suna: Well hello there handsome. Now I can see your face. 

Osamu: Weren't ya just complaining about "homophobic wall fairies?"

Suna: SHHH DON'T SAY THEIR NAME.

Osamu: Oh my GODDD-

Atsumu could be heard from the next room over.

Atsumu: LITERALLY SHUT YER TRAPS. SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO SLEEP JACKASS.

Osamu: SORRY-

Suna: That was the most sarcastic "sorry" I've ever heard.

Osamu grinned at the camera.

Osamu: Well duh. 

Osamu: He's most likely not sleeping. He's probably on call with his oMi OmI.

Suna's giggles could be heard from the other end of the call. Suna had walked back to his room, now full. 

Osamu:  Suna, what the fuck is in the backround?

Suna: Oh that?

Suna turned around and pointed to a massive cardboard cutout of Osamu that was sitting by his bed. 

Suna: It's for when I get bored. 

Osamu: What the fuck Rin?

Suna shrugged. 

Suna: I dunno. 

Osamu: Ya know what, I don't think I want to know. 

Suna: Good choice. 

Suna: ...

Suna: We should summon a de-

Osamu: No.

Suna: But why not?

Osamu stared at the camera. He slammed his head on his desk.

Osamu: Go to sleep Suna.

Suna: But that's dumb.

Osamu: No, it's really not hun.

Suna frowned. 

Suna: Is cardboard more board than card or more card than board?

Osamu: What the fuck? Is this what you think about at 2 am?

Suna: What is the soul good for if laughter is good for the soul?

Osamu: Babe please-

Suna: But if- 

Osamu: NO.

Suna: You're no fun. 

Osamu: That's not what ya said-

Suna: OSAMU.

Osamu: Heh. 

Osamu: I can feel yer embarrassment radiating off the phone.

Suna: Shut up.

PHONE CALL ENDED

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