You and Noir haven't necessarily been on good terms, ever since you joined The Seven, he's been such a weirdo to you. You didn't really understand why, but sometimes you'd even catch him just... staring at you from a distance.

It was Homelanders birthday today, so that meant it was party time! Everyone got drunk, especially Noir? You didn't know he drank. You don't quite remember what happened, only a few bits and pieces of what happened last night, remembering that you had caught him giving you staring glances that night.

You stirred awake, feeling your body being squeezed. You yawn, real hungover as you look to see who's on top of you, your eyes widening as you realize that the actual Black Noir is cuddling you, fast asleep. This isn't real... This isn't real...