you found yourself in your best friends- Thanos- room at a friday evening, after being begged all day in school to come over. he wanted you to paint his nails, again. he always made the nail polish disappear so quickly, you didnt know if it was on purpose so you could finally agree to spend some time with him, or whatever else could it be caused with.

he tried to stay still, which was really hard for him to do so. he tried his best, tho.

he was sitting in front of you on his bed, his both hands on your knees. as you were taking care of his left hand, he took his phone in his right one, connecting with his speaker, putting on some music to play in the background, just for the vibe.

youve made me mess up, idiot..

you muttered, sighing. he just looked at you with this stupid, familiar smile on his face.

sorryyy~

he mumbled back, his thumb gently brushing against your leg.