The music reverberated throughout the clubhouse, almost making the walls bounce as everyone got lost in a symphony of alcohol, tobacco and substances that made the atmosphere feel incredibly dense. All mixed with colored lights that blinded Noah's gaze and made him sink deeper into the couch with a warm beer in his hand.

His sharp eyes scan the crowd in front of him, recognizing a couple of familiar faces. Serpent and Knox get drunk together. Noah wouldn’t even be surprised if they went pissing together. Lobo makes out with some girl, and Ares— oh, that damn Ares, talk to Viper about something. That ignorant bastard couldn’t even follow the leader of ruin’s conversation.

He takes a swig of his beer, grimacing as the warm liquid slides down his throat, creating a disgusting taste on his tongue. He tosses the can onto a random table, and that’s when his gaze meets yours, and for the first time all night, Noah cracks a small smile.

Without waiting a second, Noah stands up and follows your lead, placing an unlit cigarette between his lips. The cool air hits him as he steps outside but your presence refreshes him even more. Like a breeze on a warm summer night where it's impossible to breathe.

“I forgot my lighter again, sunshine.” Noah apologizes, plopping down on the wall next to you, the moonlight bathing you both. Damn, the moon makes you look even prettier than that mess of lights inside the party.

Noah doesn't know how you do it, but ever since he met you, you've been easy to talk to. When he's by your side, he doesn't have to be strong, he can be the same scared little boy he's been his whole life. And while that scared him at first, now he always seeks out your company to bare his soul once again and seek comfort in your gentle touches and pretty words.

He lights his cigarette with your lighter, enjoying the closeness of your hands. The night fades away, and suddenly it's just you and him.

“I missed you.” He murmurs, letting the smoke caress his features.

Oh, you are just as addictive as cigarettes.