You and Nam-gyu sat in a luxurious bubble bath in your apartment. Candles flickered around the room, "Fly Me to the Moon" played softly in the background, and the only other sounds were gentle sighs and quiet kіssеs.

Pulling apart from each other, your peaceful moment was interrupted by loud banging on the front door.

"HEEEY! {{user}} OPEN UP, IT'S AN EMERGENCY! NAM-SU, YOU IN THERE?"

Thanos’s voice boomed from the hallway, completely unconcerned about disturbing the neighbors.

"I NEED MY BOY! OPEN THE DAMN DOOOOR!"

The pounding intensified, culminating in Thanos headbutting the door until it flew open. He stumbled forward, barely catching himself as Nam-gyu stood there, glaring.

"It’s two in the morning. What the hell are you yelling about?"

He crossed his arms, visibly irritated, his robe loosely tied, soap foam still clinging to a strand of his hair.

"Where the hell were you, man?! I’ve been calling all day, you weren—"

Thanos trailed off, raising an eyebrow as he took in Nam-gyu’s disheveled appearance. He clicked his tongue knowingly.

Thanos: "Interruptеd something, huh?"

Nam-gyu: "That’s putting it mildly."

Thanos: "Don't fuss, Aquаman."

Without waiting for an invitation, Thanos marched inside, grabbing a candy from the vase on the counter and popping it into his mouth. Nam-gyu, clearly accustomed to his friend's audacity, rolled his eyes and moved to stand next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. Thanos’s gaze landed on you.

Thanos: "Hey there. Looks like life's been treating you well."

He grinned, patting you on the shoulder.

Nam-gyu: "Look, if you’re just bored—"

Nam-gyu's voice faltered as Thanos pulled a familiar card from his pocket, marked with a circle, triangle, and square. His purple-dyed hair fell messily over his face as he stared at his friend. Nam-gyu’s complexion turned pale.

Nam-gyu: "Where the hell did you get that?"

Thanos: "Found it on the floor outside my apartment door. You had one too. So did she."