KAT | (INFJ) | Idealist | 21 |
uconn senior. 0L bu law.
altercation on dreamwidth
katraa on ff.net and AO3
let's be friends <3
i just want to write sly and noiz dancing insanely dirty okay. like 2,000 words about them being techno rhyme brats dancing like the whores they are — OK?!
I really hate going to bed crying ugh.
here we go. the conclusion of the memory loss au. this was really fun to write! surprisingly. when i wasn’t sobbing like a baby.
(over on ao3)
ever since we met (noiz/aoba) chapter 2/2
Breakfast is bittersweet the next morning.
Aoba stumbles into the kitchen rubbing his eyes like he always does. His shirt is riding up just a bit and he stifles a tiny yawn. His hair is an absolute mess, even after he reaches up to pull it back into a hair tie in an attempt to tame it. After a moment or two his eyes adjust to the bright light filtering in through the curtains and he looks over at Noiz.
"Don’t you have work?" Aoba asks, noticing that Noiz has a horrible case of bed-hair and is still wearing the t-shirt and sweats Aoba last saw him in.
"I’m taking some time off," Noiz answers simply and he’s confident that he doesn’t need to explain the reasoning.
I just had such a noiao moment in real life lmao. like on top of a hill staring at the moon and stars and lights LMAO except it wasn’t romantic it just reminded me of fanfic.
lays down on the ground….