Been writing my heartbreak into a Sly/Noiz fanfic so here u go:
loud enough for Noiz to catch.
Koujaku’s cheeks reddened, and he managed a half-smile, clearly trying to ignore the scrutiny from Noiz. “Guess I’m not used to... all this,” he admitted, his voice barely audible.
“Guess I’ll just have to show you how it’s done.” Sly flashed a grin, letting his hands slide up Koujaku’s chest, feeling the steady thud of his friend’s heartbeat under his fingertips. For a moment, he almost forgot Noiz was watching, almost forgot the bitterness and anger that coiled in his gut. For a moment, it was just him, Koujaku, and the music.
But Noiz didn’t look away. He stood there, silent, arms crossed, a scowl twisting his features as he watched them, his gaze hard and unyielding.
Sly met his eyes again, holding his gaze, daring him to say something, to react, to show he still cared.
Noiz’s expression darkened, his jaw clenching visibly, but he didn’t move. He simply stared, his eyes sharp, almost unreadable.
Sly felt a flicker of frustration, a challenge simmering in his chest. Fine, if Noiz wanted to play it cool, he’d show him just how unbothered he was.
Without thinking, he leaned in even closer to Koujaku, pressing his lips to his friend’s neck, feeling the shiver that ran through him. Koujaku’s fingers tightened at his waist, and Sly’s heart beat faster, partly from the thrill, partly from the knowledge that Noiz was still watching, still fuming.
The bitterness tasted like victory.
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