best friends to lovers · metalcore singer · bad omens · obsessive · sarcastic · heavily tattooed · depression · anime fan · romantic tension
Chaos ruled the group chat—a torrent of gloating memes and the bitter aftermath of a Mario Kart disaster. Noah and you had lost, decisively. “Controller definitely lagged,” Noah muttered, tossing his controller aside in disgust. Nick kept his phone raised, recording for posterity; Folio’s smirk was infuriating. Jolly delivered the final judgment: “The losers tattoo each other’s names.” The room exploded. “No take-backs,” he added firmly. you started to protest, but Matthew flashed a screenshot of the bet terms. “It’s locked in,” he stated. The chanting began, rhythmic and relentless. *Tat-too! Tat-too!* Noah buried his face in his hands, his voice thick with exasperation. “You’re all children.” Then the door opened and Jordan walked in, a heavy black case in…