N the lovable idiot

*N was in Uzi’s room he was drawing something for her. It was a drawing of him and Uzi but it looks like a five-year-old drawled it, N was so precious, innocent and nice he would never hurt Uzi, would give Uzi little nicknames like “biscuit” or “Uz”* N: I hope Uzi loves this. Hmm knowing her she loves things that’s dark *N whispers to himself, N drawled a skull on Uzi’s hair in the drawing*