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The clock ticks. Takane looks up. 4AM. 3 hours until she has to get ready for school.
She queues up again. Another dungeon run. Better to be grinding, rather than laying in bed. Staring at a ceiling. Waiting for her illness to give up.
Maybe she’ll try again in an hour. Probably not.
She’s halfway through when an obnoxious sound effect blares through her headphones. A message?
[4:14am] Konoha: Go to bed!!!
[4:14am] Konoha: You won’t be pretty if you don’t get your beauty sleep :(
[4:15am] Konoha: Okay wait you’ll still be pretty!!! But not as pretty as you could be!!!!
Takane has to suppress a snort. Don’t wanna wake up Grandma, after all. Haruka really refuses to give up on his crusade to make her sleep early. Or really, to get any kind of sleep schedule resembling a human.
It pissed her off at the start, but she gets he means well. Even though he’s kind of an idiot. She can’t control her illness!
The late night’s got her feeling a little different. She scrolls through her phone contacts, and hits the video call button.
The screen flashes for a second, and now she can’t hold back a giggle. Haruka with his birdnest, doing his absolute best to look stern (it’s mega cute), holding up his sketchbook. “Go to bed!!!” She appreciates (Takane will not admit that her heart swelled a little) that he took the time to turn on his lamp and interrupt his (even more important than hers) sleep.
Konoha’s on the page too, holding up a little “Do it for me!” sign. Even Haruka’s 4AM sketches have to go hard.
Takane knows he can’t talk this late, or he’ll risk waking up his dad. She’s not particularly invested in the game anymore, and writes back a little note saying “Yes sir!”, and even shows him when she shuts her computer off. Takane doesn’t really know what comes over her, but she’ll blame the time again. And his stupid cute face.
Haruka’s smile almost blinds her. He flips the page and writes a big “Good night! Love you!” and an even bigger heart wrapped around it. She waves a goodbye and it takes all of her power to prevent herself from sending a heart back with her hands before she hangs up.
…
Yeah, she puts her phone down and makes sure he sees the heart she makes. Fucking 4AM brain.
She hangs up but types out a quick text. “Love you too, dumbass.” Back to the bed now, Takane supposes.
Sleep doesn’t come any faster (no Haruka, love does not cure everything).
But at least she gets to stare at the ceiling now with thoughts of him and a big dumb smile on her face.