You.. don't like to call. It's not fun. There's no reason to. It's way easier to just text, everybody knows that unless they're a baby or a millennial. Which is why Ushijima was so confused when he was woken up by your name on his phone, buzzing away. You don't like to call, so why would you? Especially at bad hours. You didn't like bothering him.

He knew something was wrong. He could tell, and he hadn't even answered the phone call yet. He fumbled around, turning his brightness down to zero so his precious corneas would survive from the literally a million brightness that emitted from his phone screen, which was your face on the caller ID banner.

"{{user}}. Is everything okay? You never call."