MIDNIGHT CALLS ♡
Where they can't sleep so they decided to call you ♡
Rin itoshi and Sae itoshi (seperate) pt:-1, pt:-2
Rin Itoshi :-
The vibration of your phone cut through the silence of your room.
3:41 A.M.
You blinked at the screen, still half asleep.
One name.
Rin.
Your heart skipped.
Rin didn't call.
Ever.
If he needed something, he'd send a text.
If it was urgent, he'd send two.
Calling...
That wasn't him.
You answered almost immediately.
"...Hello?"
Nothing.
Not even breathing.
For a second, you wondered if he'd hung up.
"Rin?"
A faint inhale.
"...Yeah."
His voice was rough.
As though he'd barely spoken all day.
You rubbed your eyes.
"Are you okay?"
"...Mm."
"You don't sound okay."
Silence.
You smiled to yourself.
Some things never changed.
"You know," you whispered, "you're terrible at lying."
"...I know."
The rain outside tapped softly against your window.
Neither of you spoke.
Usually, silence made people uncomfortable.
With Rin...
It always felt different.
Not empty.
Just...
Full of things he couldn't say.
You curled your legs beneath your blanket.
"So..."
"What are you doing awake?"
"...Couldn't sleep."
"Nightmare?"
"No."
"Thinking too much?"
...
"...Yeah."
There it was.
One honest answer.
Hidden beneath ten seconds of silence.
You looked at the clock again.
Almost four.
"You've been awake long?"
"I don't know."
"You stopped checking?"
"...Mm."
A small smile touched your lips.
Even exhausted...
He still answered in the shortest way possible.
"You know..."
"I was surprised when I saw your name."
"...Why?"
"Because you hate calling people."
"I do."
"So why call me?"
The line went quiet.
You waited.
One minute.
Maybe more.
Just when you thought he wouldn't answer...
"...You listen."
Your breath caught.
It wasn't romantic.
It wasn't poetic.
It was Rin.
Simple.
Blunt.
Completely honest.
"...That's it?"
"...Isn't that enough?"
You laughed quietly.
"It is."
More than enough.
The sound of your laugh lingered in the silence.
You imagined him sitting somewhere alone.
Probably by a window.
Arms folded.
Looking outside instead of at his phone.
"You know..."
"I almost ignored the call."
"...Why?"
"I thought maybe you dialed me by accident."
"...I didn't."
"I know that now."
Another pause.
Then...
"...I stared at your contact for almost ten minutes."
Your smile faded into something softer.
"You what?"
"I kept deciding not to call."
"But..."
"...I kept coming back."
You swallowed.
That sounded exactly like him.
Not impulsive.
Not dramatic.
Just...
Someone fighting with himself.
"Can I ask you something?"
"...Hm."
"What made you press the call button?"
No answer.
The silence stretched.
You thought he'd changed his mind.
Then...
"...I wanted the noise in my head to stop."
"And?"
"..."
"Did it?"
A slow exhale.
"...A little."
Your heart ached.
You wished you were sitting beside him instead of talking through a screen.
"I wish I could do more."
"...You're already doing it."
"Doing what?"
"...You're here."
You stared at the ceiling.
Such a tiny sentence.
Yet it carried more weight than a hundred love confessions.
The rain outside grew heavier.
"I've noticed something."
"...What?"
"You always try to deal with everything alone."
"..."
"You don't have to."
"I know."
"No."
You smiled sadly.
"I don't think you do."
Silence.
Long.
Painfully long.
Then...
"...It's easier."
"Easier for who?"
No answer.
You sighed.
"For everyone else?"
"...Maybe."
Your chest tightened.
"You know what I think?"
"..."
"I think you're so used to carrying everything by yourself..."
"...that asking someone to stay feels harder than carrying the weight."
Nothing.
Only breathing.
You immediately regretted saying it.
Maybe you'd gone too far.
Maybe—
"...You're annoying."
You blinked.
Then laughed.
"There you are."
"..."
"I was wondering when you'd insult me."
"...You talk too much."
"You called me."
"..."
"...Fair."
You smiled into the darkness.
"You know..."
"If you ever can't sleep again..."
"...Call me."
Another silence.
Then...
"...Even if it's three in the morning?"
"Especially if it's three in the morning."
"...You'll answer?"
"Every time."
No hesitation.
No jokes.
Just certainty.
The line remained quiet for so long that you thought he'd fallen asleep.
Then...
His voice came back.
Barely louder than a whisper.
"...Don't make promises you can't keep."
Your heart squeezed.
"I don't."
More silence.
Then...
For the first time since the call began...
You heard it.
Not a laugh.
Not exactly.
Just...
The faintest breath of amusement.
"So..."
"You finally believe me?"
"...Maybe."
"You know that's the closest thing to affection I've ever gotten from you."
"...Don't get used to it."
"There he is."
"...Go to sleep."
"You first."
"...Stubborn."
"I learned from you."
A quiet scoff escaped him.
"You copied the worst habit."
"I had a good teacher."
He didn't answer.
But...
He didn't hang up either.
For another twenty minutes...
Neither of you said much.
You listened to the rain.
He listened to your breathing.
Some people needed words to feel close.
Rin never did.
When you finally whispered,
"Goodnight, Rin."
He didn't reply immediately.
Seconds passed.
Then...
So quietly that you almost missed it...
"...Goodnight."
And somehow...
That single word felt more intimate than an entire love letter.
---
Sae itoshi:-
3:02 A.M.
The room was almost completely dark.
Only the faint glow of your phone rested on the bedside table, occasionally lighting up the edge of your blanket whenever a notification from some forgotten app appeared.
Outside, rain tapped lazily against your bedroom window.
The city had finally quieted.
No traffic.
No voices.
Just rain...
...and the soft hum of your ceiling fan.
You had almost fallen asleep.
Almost.
Your phone vibrated.
Once.
Not repeatedly.
Not urgently.
Just...
Buzz.
Your eyebrows knitted together.
Who in the world...
Half asleep, you reached for your phone without even opening your eyes.
The brightness made you squint.
Sae Itoshi.
For a second...
You simply stared.
Your sleepy brain struggled to process the name.
Sae?
Calling?
At three in the morning?
You genuinely wondered if he had pressed your contact by mistake.
He wasn't someone who called people.
He barely texted.
Even during the day, his replies were painfully short.
"Yeah."
"No."
"I'm busy."
Sometimes he would leave you on read for hours...
Only to reply as if nothing had happened.
Calling?
That wasn't like him.
Your thumb hovered over the green button.
The phone vibrated one last time.
You answered.
"...Hello?"
Silence.
Not the awkward kind.
Not the kind where you wonder if the connection failed.
It was...
Breathing.
Faint.
Steady.
You sat up a little straighter.
"Sae?"
Another few seconds passed.
Then...
"...Did I wake you?"
His voice was quieter than usual.
Not softer.
Just...
Lower.
As if he had been speaking to absolutely no one for hours.
You glanced at the digital clock.
"Technically..."
"...yes."
"I was asleep."
A pause.
"...Sorry."
Your eyes widened slightly.
Sorry?
From Sae?
That alone was enough to wake you completely.
"It's okay."
"You don't usually apologize."
"I know."
"..."
"..."
Neither of you spoke.
Normally...
Silence between two people felt heavy.
Tonight...
It felt strangely comfortable.
You could hear rain from his side too.
Different rhythm.
Different window.
Same storm.
"You called."
"I know."
"..."
"...Is everything alright?"
Another pause.
Long enough that you almost asked again.
"...Yeah."
You sighed quietly.
"That wasn't convincing."
"I wasn't trying to convince you."
"...Fair."
Despite yourself...
You smiled.
Only Sae could answer like that.
He wasn't avoiding the question.
He simply refused to decorate the truth.
You tucked your knees closer to your chest.
The room suddenly didn't feel as cold anymore.
"You know..."
"I thought this was an accident."
"It wasn't."
"So..."
"You meant to call me?"
"...Yes."
No hesitation.
No embarrassment.
Just a simple answer.
For some reason...
That made your heart beat just a little faster.
Outside, thunder rolled quietly across the sky.
Neither of you reacted.
"Sae."
"Hm?"
"Why me?"
Silence.
Again.
You expected him to avoid it.
Maybe change the subject.
Maybe say,
"Couldn't sleep."
Or...
"Wrong person."
Instead...
"...Because you'd answer."
Your lips parted.
Such a simple sentence.
Yet somehow...
It carried more weight than any confession.
You looked down at your blanket.
"You sound awfully sure."
"I am."
"What if I hadn't?"
"..."
"I would've waited until morning."
"You would've called again?"
"No."
"..."
"I would've assumed you needed sleep."
There it was again.
That strange kind of care Sae had.
Not loud.
Never obvious.
He wouldn't beg.
He wouldn't insist.
He simply...
Respected your silence.
The rain outside grew heavier.
"You can't sleep?"
"...No."
"For how long?"
"I stopped checking."
Your fingers absentmindedly traced circles over the blanket.
"Bad dream?"
"No."
"Training?"
"No."
"...Then?"
This time...
The silence stretched longer than before.
You almost apologized for asking.
Then...
"...My thoughts are louder tonight."
Your heart softened.
Sae wasn't someone who spoke about himself.
Not like this.
Not voluntarily.
Which meant...
If he was saying it now...
It had probably taken him hours just to decide to make this call.
"I don't think I've ever heard you admit something like that."
"...Probably because I don't."
You laughed quietly.
"I feel honored."
"You shouldn't."
"No?"
"...It means I'm having a bad night."
The smile slowly faded from your face.
You leaned your head back against the wall.
"I wish I could do something."
"You already are."
"...I'm literally sitting in bed."
"I know."
"..."
"..."
"You picked up."
His voice was almost lost beneath the rain.
"...That's enough."
For a moment...
Neither of you spoke again.
But this silence felt different now.
Warmer.
Less empty.
As though two people separated by miles were somehow sharing the same room.
Your eyes drifted toward the rain-streaked window.
"Sae."
"Hm?"
"If I asked you to tell me what's on your mind..."
"Would you?"
Another pause.
"...Not tonight."
You smiled gently.
"That's okay."
"I wasn't expecting you to."
"...Thanks."
"No pressure."
"You don't have to explain everything."
"...Just don't disappear, okay?"
The words slipped out before you could stop them.
Silence.
A long one.
Long enough that you wondered if you had crossed a line.
Then...
"...I wasn't planning to."
Your heartbeat betrayed you.
Because somehow...
Coming from anyone else...
Those words would've sounded ordinary.
Coming from Sae...
They sounded like a promise.
---
To be continued... 🌙🤍
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