Good Morning || Oikawa x Reader

>"I'm serious Oikawa-kun. I need my sleep."

"Who needs sleep when you can talk to me? （○゜ε＾○）"

Your eyebrow twitched, the corners of your mouth pulled down into a scowl. Of all the arrogant—You stared intently at your phone, lightly tapping your thumb on the number-pad. Your thumb hovered over the pad and finally, you typed your reply. As much as you enjoyed talking the pompous captain of your school's volleyball team, you needed your sleep.

You promised you would talk to him once you finished studying, but you didn't expect the conversation to last this long, or even this late into the evening. You shut your phone, your hand dropped to your side as you shut your eyes.  Your phone went off again. A loud groan left your lips. You angrily flipped the phone open, sitting up as you stared at the bright screen.

>"Alright, alright. I can't rob you of your beauty sleep. I understand. I'll talk to you in the morning then. Dream of me!"

"As if I'll dream of you."

Somewhere in the back of your mind, you could easily hear his fake sobs and calling you mean. Why would you be mean because of that? No normal person would dream of Oikawa, maybe except for Oikawa himself, and his plethora of fan-girls. Well, now that he's out of the picture. You could finally get to sleep. You plugged in your phone, set it on your nightstand and lied down, pulling the covers up to your chin. You rolled over two times before relaxing entirely.

As you felt yourself slowly drifting into a peaceful slumber, your phone went off, vibrating violently against your wooden nightstand.

"Fuck! Who the hell—!?"

You swiped your phone off the table, and flipped it open. The time read 12:01, with a timely sent message from Oikawa himself. Should you dare open it? You opened it anyways. You glared at the message, the grip on your phone approaching death grip levels. 

>"Good morning ; )"

>"I'm blocking your number."

>"[Name]-chan you're so mean!"

Message not sent.

"Eeeeeeh!? She actually blocked me!?"