22. Can't sleep (Oikawa pov)

                                    

                                          
a/n: guys im struggling to find fanart where theyre not touching (yet😏) so sorry if some of the future chapters pictures just dont seem to fit at all lol (and i dont own the new coverart). also sorry i didnt post yesterday, i finished m*a*s*h with my mom (😭😭😭 im crying to the wrong fanbase lol i doubt any of you have seen mash haha but i was so sad :'((( ), the last episode was really long. anyway, here's this chapter:
                          
I did something kind of stupid on Saturday. I was up late the night before watching volleyball games (Suga hadn't been able to come over, but we facetimed for part of them!), and was super tired the next day. I took a nap in the afternoon, not thinking an alarm was necessary and that I would be up soon. Unfortunately, I underestimated my fatigue, and my parents were out of town again and couldn't wake me up. So, I didn't wake up until almost 1:00 in the morning the next day.
                          
   "Shooooottttt..." I muttered when I saw how dark it was. I yelped when I saw the time because no, that just wasn't fair! I only had a week or so left of break, I couldn't afford to waste my days like that! And besides, now what was I supposed to do??? I had already slept for a good seven or eight hours, to go back to sleep until a normal time would be ridiculous, but if I didn't, my whole sleep schedule would be thrown off even further...
                          
   Ah well, screw it. Gotta make the most of break while I can. In a matter of minutes I was feeling fully awake and knew there was no way I could go back to sleep. So, I did something my sister used to do when she couldn't sleep. She liked to go drive around town and listen to music. Why not, I thought idly.
                          
   I kind of just wandered all over town, listening to the radio sometimes, flipping through stations, hoping I would be able to trick myself into feeling tired again. No such luck though. But I was already out and about...what should I do?
                          
   I glanced at my car's clock and saw it was now a bit past 2:00. I also noticed that I had strayed kind of far from my house and was...actually, I was pretty close to Karasuno now...would it be wrong of me to...nope, I'm doing it. Go big or go home. I pulled over on the side of the road and quickly dialed my boyfriend's number.
                          
   The phone began ringing. Ring. Maybe...maybe this was a bad or stupid idea. Suga could have his ringer off. Ring. And besides, nobody wants to be woken up in the middle of the night to do...oh. I hadn't really thought of what we would do...Ring. Suga would probably think just driving around was boring. What if we...went to a park? No, that was dumb, it could be dangerous...Ring. What if we...maybe there was a random restaurant open–no, no restaurant would be open at this time that served minors, that was also stupid. Ring. Oh! What if we–
                          
   "Hello?" Suga's soft, melodic voice questioned uncertainly, although I noticed he didn't really sound tired which was odd a) given the time, and b) how long it took him to answer (he must have been sleeping).
                          
   "Suga-chan!" I chirped excitedly. No way, he picked up! Usually when I called people at 2:00, they only answered like, 3% of the time. Iwaizumi was my usual victim, and even if I happened to wake him up, he had made a habit of deliberately ignoring me and going back to sleep (that no-good, inconsiderate meanie! Occasionally I did need to talk to him about something important...). But Suga had picked up on my first call! He was just the best.
                          
   "Hey Oikawa, what's up?" Suga asked like nothing was unusual and I wasn't calling him in the early hours of the morning. "Suga-chan~, I was wondering if you might be interested in driving around town with me until I feel sleepy?" I inquired hopefully. I bit my lip when Suga hesitated before responding. He would probably say no, which was fine, honestly I was just pleased that he had picked up the phone–
                          
   "Sure, why not?" He replied. I was dumbfounded when I heard shuffling on Suga's end, apparently getting up and ready to go. "...I–wait, really?" I tried again, just to make sure that I had heard correctly.