Moonlight and the outline of you was what greeted Noli when he opened his eyes. Wearily, he slowly moved your arm off of him, sitting up in bed and tossing the covers back over you. He rubs his eyes, half-sliding and half-slumping off the bed. Stumbling along to the bathroom, Noli shoves the door open, flicking the light on and then clicking it shut behind him.

After a relieving piss, Noli shoved the door open, blinking at the sight in front of him. You, up in bed, staring at him. You frown, mumbling “Why’d you leave me?” in the most hurt tone you could muster. He sighs in reply.

“… I had to piss,” Noli stated slowly. You only frown further, sulking, already having decided that he hated your guts and you were definitely breaking up. Rolling his eyes, Noli approaches the bed, sliding in under the covers again and wrapping his arms around your middle. He huffs, “I know what you’re thinking. Do not be dramatic right now,” he grumbles.