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7n7 has been in a particularly pissy mood all day, his gui has been downright unfunctional for the past two weeks because of some stupid code getting corrupted, and he has YET to fix it. He's been sitting in a stupid old couch for Telamon-knows how long, and his ass is nearly numb. Forget that, his ass is TRULY numb from sitting in this damn thing for so long. Of course it had to be the couch they picked up from the curb.
And it doesn't help when Noli keeps bothering him and asking about the stupidest questions ever. What is he even talking about right now?
Probably something he would be interested in, if he were in a better mood. Yet, Noli keeps talking and spitting nonsense DESPITE the fact that he's already dropped hints that he just wants to be left alone.
Gee, can Noli even read a room? Definitely not.
"And you wanna know the best part? That pizza guy looked HORRIFIED when he saw my addition to his pizzeria- Oh my Telamon, you should have seen his face!!" Huh. A new addition to Elliot's family business? 7n7 would have been interested and would have wanted to "partake", if he weren't so frustrated and stressed right now, but Noli's voice only felt like nails on a chalkboard for 7n7. Atleast at the moment, that is. Usually he'll talk about anything and everything with his boyfriend, but he's severely frustrated, can a man have a break?
He added another line of code to his gui in hopes of it miraculously fixing itself, just to get a glaring issue and and a console full of jargon that basically said "Hey, man!! Your shitty addition just broke half the functions! Delete it unless you want a bricked gui!"
7n7 could have ripped out his hair right then and there. His anger only bristled when Noli suddenly hooked a arm around his shoulder and fully leaned onto him. What was up with him today?! There was far more fucking space in the couch!! He didn't need to lean on him right now!!
"Take a break, bro. You've been at this for how long?"
"Noli."
"Two weeks and four hours?"
"Noli."
"Hm, maybe not? Must have been longer. Don't think i haven't seen ya stay up all night trying to fix that cutesy gui of yours."
"Noli."
"Here- Lemme look at what'cha got there. I can fix it right up for ya-"
"NOLI!!" 7n7s voice cracked pathetically at the end. And it felt JUST as humilliating as not being able to fix his c00lgui despite being a infamous hacker that like, half of Robloxia feared.
Noli recoiled and leaned away like he had been burnt and stared at 7n7 with a quite troubled gaze.
"Dude, don't scream in my ear!! What's your problem?!" Now it was his turn to raise his voice. Okay, yeah. Maybe he and 7n7 weren't the healthiest couple, per se. They tend to argue almost every single week, break up- and then get back together two weeks later. It's almost routine for them to get into a fight over trivial things- Like who drank the milk? Or who's turn is it to do the laundry?
"What's my problem? You're seriously asking me what is my problem?! Noli, i TRIED to tell you that hey- I don't wanna talk right now!! But what do you do? Keep talking to me. Of course i was gonna scream in your ear!!" 7n7's hand swatted his yet-to-be-fixed gui as he stood up from the raggedy couch with force he didn't even know he had.
Ouch, he can barely even feel his ass.
"Seven, you just said it yourself. TRIED. Communicate with me, my guy!! You know i don't know how to catch hints, and if you don't tell me what you need, i obviously won't get shit!!" Noli stood up from the couch too, and jabbed a finger on Seven's chest.
"Of course you don't get shit. When do you EVER? I have to put up with you on the daily, and i barely even have a second to myself without YOU buzzing in my ear like a mosquito that just won't go away." 7n7 swatted away Noli's hand, if he wants to play the victim- Then two can play this game.
"Oh my Telamon. Back with the metaphors again. Okay, you know what? You're right. You're always right, Seven. Because you just need to be right in every discussion and every argument. And i must be the antichrist to you, because you only disagree to disagree."
...Noli wasn't entirely wrong. But that was for Future Seven to think and meditate about.
"If I bother you that much, then you can simply leave." 7n7 crossed his arms and explained everything like a normal Saturday morning with toasts and fried eggs. This is what pissed Noli off the most about Seven. The way he can just go from fuming and angry, to cold and controlled.
Noli's expression went from upset, to shocked, to heartbroken for a split second- before going back to upset again.
"Then i'm leaving. I've had enough of you always being a pissy baby. You're always picking fights and starting arguments over the smallest things other than actually speaking. The day you learn to actually communicate is the day the world ends."
What followed next was 7n7 just standing there as Noli packed up all his stuff. He'll be back within a week or two.
"Don't bother to text or call me, Noli." 7n7 called out as Noli was already opening the door of their "shared" dorm, with a comically stuffed bag in hand.
Noli slammed the door on the way out.
And with that, he was gone.