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007n7 wiped his sweaty palms on his pants. He slowly lifted his shaking hand to knock on Noli’s door, stopping before letting it make a sound.
He really doesn’t know why he’s so nervous. It was simple, really; walk up to Noli, tell him that he was bi, leave, and finally go to sleep. It’s not even as if Noli’s homophobic or anything. Hell, he’s been in relationships with people regardless of gender!
So why was 007n7 outside of his room, at 2 in the morning, trembling over something that would be so quick and so simple?
Perhaps it was the adrenaline? Or the fear of how he would react? Would he do that trademark smug look, as if he knew it all along? Maybe he wouldn’t care, or care a little too much? The chance that he wouldn’t get up and respond in the first place was likely, and even if he did maybe he’d be too tired to even care at the moment—
Stop thinking like that.
A pause in his thoughts. 007n7 just wanted to go ahead and go to sleep.
Breathe in, breathe out.
“Let’s just get this over with.”
Once more, 007n7 lifted his shaking hand up, and this time he actually knocked.
Three heavy knocks at Noli’s door, and there was no response. So, as anyone would do, he tried again.
And there was nothing but silence.
007n7 sighed. He should’ve expected this. Who in their right mind would get up to a persistent knocking on the door in the middle of the night? On a weekday no less? It’s 2 in the goddamn morning, he knows he wouldn’t get up at this hour, so why would Noli? He would have more luck just trying again when the sun rose-
007n7 heard a soft creaking sound, and the door opened to reveal a barely awake Noli.
He had that signature mask on, as always, the casual clothing he typically wears replaced with something a little more comfortable. His shirt was slightly too big, fitting his figure snugly, yet still being loose enough to show off his collarbone. His sweatpants sat loosely around his hips, just loose enough to where you could see the waistband of his boxers—
Holyshitwhyareyoulookingthere.
“Seven, it’s like- 2 in the fucking morning. What do you even want?” Noli’s voice broke the silence of the house.
007n7 stumbled to find the words. The words to something so simple.
“Listen, I-“
He paused, taking notice of how Noli was looking at him up and down, waiting for him to say something. His gaze only made him freeze up even more, eyes nervously glancing everywhere except the man in front of him.
Go ahead and get it over with. If you don't wanna be here right now, why would he?
Noli took notice of 007n7’s nervousness, his unseen face being overcome with confusion and maybe even hints of— dare he say— concern?
“…Are you okay? You look a little…” Stressed? Worried? Panicked?
007n7 hastily replied. “Y-Yeah. It’s not that big of a deal, it’s just-“
He sighed. So we can finally sleep. So I can sleep without stress.
“I need to tell you something.”
“Take your time. Not too much of mine, though. It’s the middle of the night and I’m tired as hell.” Noli responded, adding a jab at the end in an attempt to suppress his worry.
007n7 let out a weak chuckle. “Right. Uhm, yeah so…”
He took a deep breath, letting the words shyly spill from his mouth.
“I-I’m bisexual.”
There was a light pause, only for it to be broken by Noli.
“…And?”
007n7 scratched the back of his neck. “Uhm- that’s… that’s it.”
Noli stared up at him. “That’s it? That’s the kicker?”
007n7 sheepishly nodded.
Another light pause, and then Noli started to laugh.
In all honesty, 007n7 was kinda confused, but he didn’t really think Noli would be offended by it. Being left alone with time to overthink about every little detail and every outcome possible can do that to you. Despite this, he was still confused as to whether it was a laugh of disbelief or a laugh of absolute belief.
007n7 blinked and began to laugh nervously.
Once Noli had calmed down a little, he finally began to elaborate.
“How is that a grand reveal in the first place!?” He let out another giggle. “I just knew you weren’t straight-“ His sentence was cut off by yet another fit of laughter.
007n7 fidgeted nervously with his shirt. “So it was never that big of a deal…?”
Noli let out one last giggle. “Nope. Never was. I already had my sneaking suspicions in the first place, if we’re being honest with each other.”
007n7 felt a weight he didn’t even know of lifted from his shoulders. He let out a soft sigh. “That’s a relief then. You can go back to sleep now. Sorry for waking ya.”
He turned around to go back to his room, when a sudden grip on his wrist stopped him from doing so.
“Hold on.”
007n7 turned around to see Noli wearing that damned smirk.
“I’ve known for a while, because I’ve seen the way you look at me.”
007n7’s face had a slight red tint to it, eyes once again looking everywhere except the man in front of him. Sure, Noli wasn’t wrong, but he didn’t think he was ever that obvious. He’d like to think that his glances at Noli were always quick and discrete, and even if they were, it didn’t stop Noli from catching them even quicker than he realized.
“The way you stare me up and down when you think I’m not looking.
I’d kinda be lying if I said I didn’t do the same.”
Okay, now he was really flirting.
“What are you implying?” 007n7 said, trying his best not to trip over his own tongue.
Noli pulled him closer. “I’m saying that now that I have confirmation, there’s nothin’ really stopping me from just-“
He swiftly moved his mask aside, pulling 007n7 closer and pressing his lips against his own. It was gentle and sweet, as if he was testing the waters to see if 007n7 reciprocated, although it was a little hard to keep it that way. 007n7’s lips were chapped, but soft. Warm and addictive…
Noli (reluctantly) pulled away, taking in the look on 007n7’s face. All pretty and red, mouth open but no words coming out. Noli silently savored the moment, mentally patting himself on the back for unlocking a new expression.
007n7 blinked, eyes wide and face warm.
“…Woah.”
“Was that too much?” Noli spoke softly, genuinely concerned if he crossed a line at some point.
“No! No, not at all.” 007n7 stuttered, words finally fumbling out of his mouth. “Just- unexpected, I think.”
He spoke in barely a whisper, “It’s not like I didn’t like it.”
Noli’s eyes went wide for barely a second, before putting that fucking smirk back on his face.
“Oh really?”
007n7 slowly nodded.
Noli looked 007n7 in his eyes, cupping his face in his palm.
“Then I’m sure you’d have no problem if I did it again, right?”
He moved the other man closer, crashing their lips together. 007n7 quickly reciprocated, closing his eyes and deepening the kiss. Noli tasted somewhat bitter, the taste of sleep still in his mouth. Noli ran his hands through 007n7’s soft hair, his hand moving to rest against his “best friend’s” neck.
If he was being honest with himself, 007n7 would be lying if he said he never had any feelings for Noli. He was in denial about it for a while, pretending as if he didn’t like the way his hand felt in his own, or the way his nickname rolled off his tongue, or the way his teasing remarks would make his way into his head and stay there, his voice calling out in certain tones and ways that would make 007n7’s head spin. He liked to think that it was the result of being lonely for so long, that this is simply what it felt like to have a close friend for the first time. Yet the more time he spent around him, the more he wormed his way into his heart and mind, and you can’t really deny your feelings for someone when their pretty voice is repeating in your head for minutes, if not hours, at a time.
Although he did not expect his confession of his newfound sexuality to lead to him hungrily kissing his best friend in his doorway, in the middle of the night, the surprise wasn’t unpleasant at all. In fact, he silently wished it would never end. That he could stay pressed up against Noli, mouths pressed against each other, in a moment of bliss and pleasure, forever.
007n7 was snapped out of his thoughts by a sharp sting on his bottom lip, unconsciously opening it, granting access for Noli’s tongue to slip inside. 007n7 was startled by the gesture, but it didn’t stop him from pulling Noli closer, opening his lips slightly to let Noli get a proper taste of him. Noli moved his hand to 007n7’s back, pressing their bodies close against each other.
007n7 could feel himself losing air, but he couldn’t bring himself to pull back. His head felt fuzzy, low on oxygen, and yet the only thing he could think about was Noli, Noli, Noli. He knew he needed to pull back, or something was gonna happen. Not like he knew exactly what, he didn’t really care to try to think about it, anyway. There was no need to, not when he was essentially being kissed senseless by the man he’d been pining over for years. He knew he should, but he couldn’t, because Noli’s lips felt so nice, and Noli tasted so damn good. 007n7 was starting to worry that he’d end up addicted to this feeling, addicted to this endless high—
Noli pulled back, allowing 007n7 a moment to finally catch his breath.
“…Holy shit.” Noli dryly laughed. “You taste so good, Seven, fuck.”
007n7 felt so dizzy, taking in heavy breaths, his arms wrapped around Noli’s shoulders for support. He smiled softly, looking Noli in the eyes. “Hah… you’re so- fuckin’ hot…”
Noli pushed 007n7 so that he was pinned against the wall, which was a little awkward due to their height difference. He pushed a stray strand of 007n7’s hair behind his ear.
“I could give you more.” Noli spoke, beginning to nip at 007n7’s neck. 007n7 moved his head back, allowing Noli more room to kiss around his neck and jawline. He let out a breathy sigh. “Please do…”
Noli pressed his lips against 007n7’s, a little gentler than last time, yet it didn’t make it any less messy. Noli easily slipped his tongue into his friend’s mouth, angling his head in a way that made 007n7’s head spin. 007n7 whimpered, drool seeping from the corner of his mouth.
They both pulled back, a string of saliva connecting their lips. Noli took a moment to admire his handiwork. He watched as 007n7 tried to catch his breath, his face flushed and mouth shiny with spit. His glasses were falling down his face, with light marks placed on his jawline to his collarbone.
007n7 tried to cover his red face with a hand. “Don’t look at me like that…”
Noli moved his hand, leaning in closer to give a gentle kiss on his lips. He gently cupped 007n7’s face, the other man leaning into the touch. A grin formed on his face as he moved his mask to cover his face.
They stood there in a comfortable silence for a minute or two before Noli hesitantly moved away. 007n7 watched as his friend (Partner? He didn’t know at this point.) moved towards his bedroom.
“‘Night, Seven.” Noli spoke in a sing-songy tone.
The door closed, and 007n7 was alone.
He ran a hand through his hair, trying (and failing) to deny the warmth coming from his face.
“Shit.” 007n7 cursed underneath his breath, silently admitting that he wished for more, wished to be loved by Noli in his best moments and most vulnerable times. (Unknowingly to him, there was never a moment where he wasn’t loved, in all his aspects, by Noli.)
These feelings would have to wait until tomorrow, he thinks.
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