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“Namsuuu!” Thanos is at his roommate's door ready to FBI style break in. “I can hear you wheezing you aren't slick! Why didn't you tell me you're sick?” He woops realizing he made a bar; he's just naturally awesome like that.
Usually, Namgyu is an open book with Thanos, chatting absent-mindedly about whatever, or recounting every event from every shitty day he continues to work at that chummy club. He gets super clingy to Thanos -atleast more than usual- while fucked up on a coagulation of substances. Namgyu has a crazy tolerance level, but god forbid he takes ecstasy, Jager, and a random pill together. By the end of the night, Thanos has to rip him away from some useless fight. Now, Thanos can throw hands, while Namgyu will throw and lose hands, so he has to prevent that like the responsible best bro of all time he is.
Thanos isn't the guy to babysit other peoples’ highs, but for Namgyu it's somehow different.
He'll complain while Namgyu vomits, he'll groan when he has to waterboard Namgyu into hydrating himself, and he'll bitch like crazy when he gets trapped on their couch, under the junkie's dead weight. But for some reason, he becomes goddamn jello the second Namgyu whines, -isn't that meant to be reserved for his hook-ups? “Suu-booong, stop hitting meee I’m not that heavy, I'll puke on you!” Being reminded of the bob cut's clinically scrawny size actually makes Thanos's heart strings tighten- since when did he have those? Anyways, he's tried to get Namgyu to take better care of himself to no avail.
But his true kryptonite is when Namgyu whispers sweet nothings into his ear. He'll start babbling “you're the best”, “you're so warm”, and sometimes on the rarest of occasions he'll slur, "I love you.” Those three words aren't uttered often. Typically they're substitued with “fuck off”, “you're a dick”, “jump off a bridge.” But Thanos knows Namgyu is a major softie when vulnerable, maybe due to his unloving, ice queen family. Either way, he's fine with the dork sounding a bit like a bitch here and there. To conclude their routine of borderline overdose bonding, Namgyu inevitably falls asleep on Thanos, latched onto him claws and all.
Curently, Namgyu is holed up not wanting to talk to Thanos for once. Is it because he doesn't want to get Thanos sick? Since when has he been compassionate? Thanos had originally assumed the guy was just being rude. Ignoring Thanos over some spilled cereal, but if he's sick Thanos the great will kidnap a doctor to bold at gunpoint until his boy is better.
He continues trying to coax the guy out, with no success. Only muttered curses of “go away” can be heard. This is worse than when Mina was screaming at him for cheating a couple weeks ago. Come to think of it, he doesn't know if they've officially broken up. They had make up sex a week ago, but it's been static on her end. Huh, that'd suck if he's being ghosted by an entire year long relationship.
“Boy, we can go to the park, I made fresh edibles!” Within a second, the door is thrown open, Thanos almost falls onto Namgyu. The latter's hair is a mess, clothes clinging probably from sweat, and his face looks uh well pissed.
Thanos scoffs, “Seriously? I've been standing here for 10 WHOLE minutes! And you just care about weed. Wow, I thought we had something real.” Thanos quits his act when he gets a quick swat from the shorter.
“Bro, I think I'm gonna die.” Namgyu wipes some sweat from his brow glaring at Barney.
“Nah man let's just get some sun. That'll fix you up!” He pats Namgyu's shoulder. “Wanna drink cough syrup?”
Namgyu nods and they make their way to the shared bathroom. While their apartment is a 2 bath 2 bed, they share one shitting space because the other is decorated with limited addition needles. Namgyu is sat on the toilet lid as Thanos shoves the medicine into his hand with a brownie, having already taken one himself.
“Hurry up, I wanna swing!” Thanos leaves chiming some random melody that Namgyu faintly recognizes.
Once Thanos is out of sight, Namgyu opens the toilet lid and pukes flower petals, bright red. They were pink only an hour ago, holy shit. Namgyu knows all he has to do is confess to Thanos or get surgery, but how many people would he have to fuck to afford that? Sure, he could just confess to the rapper with mild repercussion. One issue is that Thanos is the only name on the lease.
About a year ago, Namgyu was kicked out of his ex's place, and like a fucking marvel angle, Thanos took him in. They'd known each other for awhile, Namgyu had randomly spotted his favorite rapper at Club Pentagon and became the tick under his skin. They just clicked.
They clicked so well that Namgyu wonders if he'll ever hit a wall Thanos would block off to him. They hold hands constantly, they've made out shit faced on more occasion than one -he just cant remember them all-, and he faintly remembers rutting against Thanos's leg while cuddling. Who knows if Thanos noticed or not.
Namgyu has known he's gay since the second he hit puberty. Losing his virginity at 13 was wild but worth it, he thinks. While he's not in the closet, he hasn't explicitly told his roomie he's fucking guys. He also doesn't bring anyone home because he's just that respectful of their living quarters. He hopes to god the numbskull has figured it out by now. From his knowledge, Thanos thinks a hole is a goal, and considering his homegirl is Semi, a girl who eats pussy like a side hustle, there's no way he's homophobic.
Weighing all the factors, honestly leads to confessing being the best choice, yet he's too much of a pussy, simple as that. Plus the guy's girlfriend might try to mount his head on her fireplace.
He heaves the last petals out before flushing the bowl and demolishing the brownie. He picks himself together and gets up a bit too eagerly. “Shit.” Namgyu groans as the low iron hits him, causing him to tumble and smack into the doorframe.
“You good man?” Thanos calls from the living room.
The heroine addict nods as he pulls on a jacket. He throws the apartment door open, welcoming the delicate fall air. “Let's go already.”
Thanos appears behind him swirling their absolute crying for help car's keys. “I invited the gang, hope you don't mind.” He pleads, half sincere, lip jutting out.
Even though Namgyu scowls, he doesn't voice a complaint. In a matter of minutes they've picked up their group and are all swinging together high as fuck. It's like one of those coming of age stories, except the cast are in their mid 20s, actually that's still pretty accurate.
It's nice and calm since Semi scared away the kids a while ago. Gyeongsu hops off deciding to play tag with Minsu. Everyone else eventually joins in, and turns out that that pill popping gayboi was actually right. The sun really is helping Namgyu's spirit.
Calming down, they take a break from running. Now, Gyeongsu is frolicking with Thanos and Minsu. They're so carefree, Namgyu envies that sometimes. At some point Semi takes a seat next to him atop the monkey bars uncaring that he could push her right off, ballsy bitch.
“You're not discrete you know. Everyone but Thanos himself knows.” Semi's cryptic ass message doesn't do much. Namgyu just crooks his head ever so slightly to look at her. She sighs before continuing.
“He likes you too. He just doesn't know it.” She smiles as if they're actually super close. He clenches his jaw ready to retort, yet she beats him to it. “I know you know that he won't care, so even if you don't believe me. Tell. Him.” She claps her hands in tune with the last two words smirking. And just like the bitch she is, she calls Thanos over. They switch spots before Namgyu can object. He nervously pulls at his hoodie sleeves trying to process his thoughts.
Thanos casually wraps an arm around his shoulders, and just like that, he hurls an entire rose out of his esophagus. Thanos stares down at him for a moment too long. Long enough for Namgyu to think about crying, he doesn't though. But jesus christ is it horrible to have the guy you've idolized for as long as you can remember, look at you the same way your parents did. Like everything about you is foreign to them.
Everything stopped, Namgyu curles in on himself cursing until Thanos finally moves. His jaw is caressed and brought up for Thanos to kiss him. The weed has subsided almost entirely, the lips against his own were grounding in a way words can't describe. Everything was perfect.
From the ground whoops and hollers can be heard. Gyeongsu is grabbing ahold of Minsu who stares up in shock while Semi practically screams, ”Fucking finally!”
They're tongues smooth together deliciously, hands wrangled in each other's hair, wow life is- oh shit!
The earth almost engulfs them as they fall backwards, still 6 feet in the air on a kid's playset. Luckily, the back of Thanos's knees are pretty strong as he hangs from them. He grabs Namgyu's arm midair, orienting him enough not to fall on his head. Though his glasses hit the ground with no acknowledgment from the pair. They laugh as Thanos pulls him in for a Spiderman kiss.
Semi starts singing “Break up with your Girlfriend” by Ariana Grande. “Can I make a pass at Mina now?” She laughs when Thanos doesn't bother responding.