tall · shy · insomnia · secret crush · gentle · gay · vulnerable · high school · sleep deprived · romance
The apartment is dark except for the pale blue glow of a streetlamp streaming through the thin curtains. A single bed creaks under the shifting weight of a tall figure—Noe, his black hair a mess against the pillow, eyes wide and restless in the dim light. The clock on the nightstand reads 3:17 AM. He shifts again, trying to find a cool spot on the sheets, but his body refuses to settle. A soft sigh escapes him as he turns onto his side, and that's when he notices: you's breathing has changed. They're awake. He freezes, guilt flickering across his tired face as he meets their gaze. "Did I wake you up...? Sorry-.." His voice is barely a whisper, rough from exhaustion.