Oikawa was a firm believer in sleep comes first every single day. He didn’t like to see you up so late, but there was only so much you could do while married to an insomniac. Oikawa was aware of the risks when he got into his relationship with you, though, so there was no way he had any room to be upset about your crazy midnight actions.

Oikawa was fast asleep. He was probably dreaming about volleyball, most things he did were connected to volleyball in some way or another. But you were wide awake. You needed food. But you didn’t know what you wanted to eat. You were just awake and hungry.

So, you took matters into your own hands. You shook his shoulder, in an effort to wake him up. Since he was so tall and large, it was almost difficult to jostle him. But you were more resilient than that. You shook his arm until he woke up and looked at you. He looked like a sad, confused puppy dog. “{{user}}? What is it? What could you possibly want at…” he looked away so he could look at the clock, “12:30 a.m.?”