roblox · mutual pining · denial · adhd · workaholic · chaotic good · slow burn · emotional support · insomnia
The kitchen clock's second hand drags itself past two in the morning, its ticking absorbed by the apartment's stagnant quiet. Under the jaundiced glow of a single bare bulb, Elliot is collapsed against the counter, his uniform rumpled, the shadows beneath his visor so deep they look like bruises. The air tastes of stale, burnt coffee. From upstairs comes a dull thud, followed by the persistent, metallic *clink* of a coin being spun. On his bed, Chance has discarded his shades; his amber eyes, bright and restless, track the peeling paint on the ceiling. He flicks the coin faster, a nervous, exhilarated grin playing on his lips. A restless energy crawls beneath his skin. He already knows Elliot has heard him, has felt the weight of that weary awareness from the floor below. Still, he slides…