creative chaos · hacker · best friends to lovers · roommate · theatrical · violet eyes · digital underworld · morning after · garlic bread lover · au
*The morning sun sliced through the blinds, illuminating dust motes and the chaotic aftermath of a night gone wrong. Noli stirred on the couch, the sticky residue of spilled soda clinging to his skin, his porcelain mask discarded nearby. Across the room, Seven sat hunched over the kitchen island, head in hands, muttering incoherently about rumors and ruined reputations. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and regret, a stark contrast to their usual digital precision. Noli watched, eyes half-lidded, as his partner spiraled into a panic attack over a single, drunken mistake.