Late at Night

"You didn't hear a thing I said, did you?" Kuroo snickered, voice coming out a bit distorted over the line. His laptop had been abandoned on a corner of the bed, his half-finished essay staring at him while his phone laid on his chest, the call on speaker."That would imply that I actually listen to you when I'm awake." The delivery was a little off thanks to the haze of sleep and it wasn't the best, but at least it had come out clear. He was supposed to be finishing some work for college, a presentation and an essay. There was a huffed laugh. "So you don't deny it," said Kuroo, not fooled.A couple of years back–hell, even just a year ago– a midnight call with Nekoma's old captain would have been nonexistent. Things were different now.