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Seven awoke to a horrible pounding in his head, and no memory of the night before. Well, the lack of memory lasted for only a few seconds. Everything rushed back in almost immediately after, alone with regret, embarrassment, and anger at himself. He should never drink again, holy shit. He doesn’t even remember if the confession was good, or if Noli reciprocated.
One part of him that he tries to silence doesn’t regret it, though. He’d never have been brave enough to do that in his right mind, anyway, so maybe it was for the best.
Ignoring that, he was exhausted. But alas, time stops for no one, and he needs to at least have a meal. Something smelled nice too, so he was curious to what that was. Better get up, then. He grabbed his glasses, got out of bed, and went to go check it out. He was a little surprised to see Noli in the kitchen for once. The other man waved at him.
[ F1N4LLY 4W4K3? ]
“Mmh, yeah.”
[ W3LL, G00D. 1 W4S JUST TRY1NG T0 B4K3 SOM3TH1NG. S1T, S1T. ]
“…Bake? You?”
[ C0M3 0N, S3V. D0N’T D0UBT M3 Y3T, 1’V3 W4TCH3D L1K3, F1V3 TUT0R14LS. ]
“…Right. Neither of us can cook, Nols.”
[ SP34K F0R Y0URS3LF. ]
Seven rolled his eyes, smiled, and sat down near the kitchen. Taking his phone out to check, not really any messages, the usual. He opens the camera app to see how he looks, and holy shit is it bad. He needs concealer or something, and to brush his hair. Like, badly.
[ H3Y , 34RTH T0 S3V! W4S 4SK1N’ Y0U S0M3TH1NG. ]
“Huh?”
[ Y3ST3RD4Y, DUMB4SS. ]
The exploiter goes red near-immediately. Fuck, he’d hoped Noli was too drunk to remember that. Life really hates him.
“…Uhm.”
[ L3T M3 GU3SS, Y0U D0N’T R3M3MB3R SH1T? ]
“Y-.. Yeah. Pretty much.” ]
[ Y0U L1T3R4LLY S41D Y0U L0V3D M3. W4S TH4T Y0U 0R TH3 SH1TTY 4LC0HOL T4LK1NG? ]
“…”
“…Me.”
Noli looked genuinely, actually surprised.
[ …Y0U’R3 K1DD1NG. ]
“Why the fuck would I be?”
[ 0K4Y, F41R. 4NYW4Y, UH… 1 JUST W4NT3D T0 S4Y, UHM. ]
“Say what?”
[ TH4T- TH4T 1 D0 F33L TH3 S4M3. ]
Maybe life doesn’t hate him. Seven felt like he was about to pass out. He just stared at the other man, completely dumbfounded. He was able to get out one word, and thankfully, it explained how he felt pretty well.
“…Bullshit.”
[ 1N Y0UR W0RDS, “Why the fuck would I be?” ]
He’s never figured out how Noli could just record and play speech and sounds, and it was kind of annoying. He didn’t really mind it though.
“So, uhm… What now, then?”
[ WH4T D0 Y0U M34N BY TH4T? ]
“Like… Are we official?”
The masked man took a moment to think.
[ …1 SUPP0S3 S0. ]
“I’d say that calls for some type of celebration, th-“
“!!”
Noli pulled him up, and gave him a small kiss on the cheek.
“…Holy shit.”
[ TH4T’S WH4T P4RTN3RS D0, R1GHT? ]
“Dude, warn me next time!”
[ W4S 1T N1C3 TH0UGH? ]
“…Yeah.”
[ …C4N 1 D0 1T M0R3, TH3N? ]
“…”
“…Uh, sure?”
Seven absolutely did not know what he was agreeing to.
Noli spent the next few minutes absolutely peppering his face and neck in kisses, despite the exploiter’s complaints.
“Can you stop now?”
[ N0P3. ]
“C’mon, we can do this another time.”
[ …F1N3. BUT G1MM3 4 K1SS T00 F1RST. ]
“Alright, alright.”
Seven gave him a small peck on the corner of his lip. Okay, maybe he does get why Noli liked doing this so much, he does want to do it more. Maybe later. Hold on, what’s that smell..?
“…”
[ SH1T. 1 F0RG0T T0 T4K3 1T 0UT 0F TH3 0V3N. ]