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Noiz [ノイズ] 19 ∙ pizza planet affiliated with toshi city dahlia apt, room 1 hovers → ☆ ♡ ✌︎

[megrimblues]

"Noiz. We don’t need those noodles, get the actual udon ones. The white ones." Aoba answered as he opened the fridge, grabbing out a packet of uncooked chicken and some vegetables. "We’re gonna eat proper udon tonight, I need a break from pizza and pasta." It had gotten worse since the pizza place did pasta dishes now too; Noiz’s excitement over it and the fact he was still so clueless was rather adorable.

[memephetamine]

They weren't the right ones, after all. They all looked the same. What was the difference? Were they not 'proper' udon? His bafflement cast aside, Noiz padded over to Aoba's side for an impromptu lesson in cooking. He withdrew two sharp knives from the drawer and handed one to his instructor—handle first, of course—and dragged the assortment of vegetables over to his side of the chopping board. "How much of this stuff do we need?"

[megrimblues]

"We have some from the care package that Granny sent us." She’d put in a lot of things he’d started to miss so he was still pretty happy about having it. "Udon with chicken is fine, right?"

[memephetamine]

"Just chicken? Do you like the soupy kind or the dry kind?" He'd seen them usually made in a soup, though Clear had made them dry once, and it didn't hurt to check. Heading for the cupboard, Noiz searched around for a packet of noodles, finding them eventually where he doubled checked the label to make sure they were the right kind. They were, and now he had brought himself to the realisation that he didn't actually know how to cook them, before turning to Aoba expectantly for help. "..How do you make them?"

[clarity-in-time]

Clear watched the screen intently as Noiz tried the game out for himself, yelping out variations of “Watch out!” and “Be careful!” every so often. When Noiz informed him that there was no way to really win the game, his mouth hung agape for a moment. ”So if you don’t crash at all, the game just goes on forever and ever?” He frowned slightly. An unbeatable game just didn’t seem very fulfilling. “That’s so sad… for the unicorn to constantly chase after its dreams but never be able to reach them…”

His eyes began to water up again, but stopped when an alternative viewpoint of the game’s endlessness came to mind. “Wait, I’ve just thought of something! Maybe this is supposed to mean that people will never stop dreaming for as long as they live. Even after their dreams have come true, they will always find new ones to pursue. Don’t you think so, Noiz-san?” Clear clasped his hands together and beamed in sincere satisfaction at the conclusion he had arrived at.

"My highest score is 47000, good luck with getting past it!" 

[memephetamine]

"Basically, yeah," he confirmed, a thin brow arched as Clear went on about the pixilated unicorn's situation, wearing a despondent expression after putting far too more thought than necessary into the game. Thankfully, the forlorn look lifted from his face, thanks to Clear's eternal-optimist mindset, though the heavy train of thought continued; earning side glance from Noiz, whose brow was still raised, looking a bit bewildered. "Uh..? I think you're reading too much into it."

During the exchange, Noiz had predictably lost his final wish in the game. His combined score at the end wasn't all that impressive, though he put that down to Clear providing plenty of distractions. Despite this, he was confident that he could achieve a new high score.

In order to keep his company occupied while he attempted to beat Clear's score, Noiz fished through his pocket and withdrew his own phone. He searched through his screens of apps to find the game he was looking for, called 'Piano Tiles'. He chose Classic Mode, setting the difficulty to 'Pro' before handing the device over to Clear. "Try this. You've gotta tap 50 black tiles as they appear on the screen fast as you can. Don't hit the white ones. My high score is 7.270 seconds."

[megrimblues]

"Udon then."

[memephetamine]

Udon. Udon... Noodles, right? Noodles. "Do we have some or do we need to buy them?" Maybe he could also try making them himself for a change, too.

[megrimblues]

"Sounds good, I’m getting kinda bored of pizza."

[memephetamine]

"Pick something you want, then, I always choose."

[clarity-in-time]

"This time, this time I’ll make your dreams come true, Robot Unicorn-san!” Clear tearfully declared to the rainbow-maned, mechanical unicorn dashing across his phone screen. He had occupied himself with Robot Unicorn Attack for the past 30 minutes, and what initially seemed to be a cute, lighthearted game brought forth heartache and sympathy for the animated creature he accidentally led to death countless times by now. 

Determined not to let his failed attempts keep him down, he enthusiastically sang along to the game’s catchy background music for as long as he had been playing… oblivious to how much it might annoy his roommates. 

"Always I wanna be with you And make believe with you And live in harmony harmony oh love”

He was now farther along than in any of his previous attempts. Maybe he would be able to reach the end this time! As he relentlessly tapped the screen to keep up with the faster pace, the unfortunate happened yet again. Clear underestimated the length of his jump, which caused the unicorn to fall to its death once more. “Uwa- oh nooo!”

There was only one person Clear knew who could help with this dire situation. Getting up from the living room couch, he dashed over to the apartment’s resident techie.

"Noiz-san, you’re good at video games, right? Can you please show me how to stop the poor unicorn from dying?!" He whined as he practically shoved his phone into Noiz’s face.

[memephetamine]

That song— Erasure? Really? It wasn't just annoying, it was catchy too, and he could think of nothing worse than having that song stuck in his head for the rest of the day. Maybe even all week. Without even realising it, he had been singing along in his head for the past few minutes despite his irritation while trying to concentrate on what he was currently doing. It was nothing important or complicated, just wasting time on the web but he couldn't focus; not even after grabbing his headphones and cranking the volume up as loud as his ears could bear. Even with his favourite playlist playing, he could still hear his often-bothersome roommate and still had that song stuck on repeat in his head.

Just when he decided that he really couldn't bear any further exposure to the audial nightmare, his expertise were requested.

Jerking his head back slightly when Clear shoved the small device too close to his face for comfort, an unimpressed stare was directed at the other before his gaze redirected to the screen in front of him. Visually, the graphics appeared no more appealing than the soundtrack; a mash of bright colours and a modest repeat-background; a simple flash game.

With a sigh, Noiz reached up and plucked the phone from Clear's hands. The game's controls were beyond simple, it was just a matter of timing. "Just don't crash into anything." Obviously; the basic jist of the game, though, as he said so, he had accidentally guided the stampeding unicorn into the side of a floating island. Deadpanning, he flicked his gaze across to Clear before beginning his second 'wish'. "The game won't 'end', it's an endless running game, so you can't win." He'd crashed again while he was talking, putting it down to the fact he wasn't concentrating; all games like this one required focus, sharp reaction times and a certain degree of hand-eye coordination.

On his final wish, Noiz sank himself back down into the sofa, pulling off his hat to give his undivided attention to the game; hooked much quicker than he had expected. "What's your high score?"

[megrimblues]

He’d known that Noiz would carry through his threat but the prospect of more sleep had won him over, now however he was regretting it as he tried to sleepily wiggle away from the weight now pinned across his hips. “Noiz..” He tried in a groggy tone, trying to warn him off to no avail and the next moment his mouth had fallen open and he was laughing hysterically while trying to simultaneously wiggle away and buck Noiz off of his hips. Noiz played dirty!  "Aaaahahaha! Okay, okay! I’m up!" He’d managed to choke out through laughter, now too awake to do much else about sleeping and he flopped back for a second to catch his breath only to be dragged into a sitting up position. "Nnnn.." A protesting noise, trying to pat down his thoroughly mussed up hair to no avail; he needed to shower. "Shower first." He commented, standing up and stretching his arms above his head.

[memephetamine]

It was only playing dirty if there's no warning.

To Aoba's credit, Noiz almost toppled off him when he began flailing around in attempts to free himself, though he managed to stabilise his balance to continue with his assault. His partner's breathless, unbridled laugh was honestly infectious; Noiz couldn't help but breathe a quiet laugh himself, lips curled into an amused grin.

He gave a brief acknowledging hum when Aoba mentioned freshening up first. Coiling his arms around the other's lithe waist, Noiz steered him towards the bathroom with lazy waddles, placing a small kiss against the crook of Aoba's neck before letting him go again and shutting the door over. "Don't take forever."

While he had time to spare waiting for Aoba to get ready, Noiz double checked that he had everything —wallet, keys, phone: check— before sinking himself into the sofa in the living room. He passed time with apps on his phone until he heard the shower turn off, followed shortly after by damp footsteps through the corridor and into their room. Phone forgotten, he padded after him, leaning on the doorframe when he reached it. "Take a jacket, we'll be out for most of the day."

[megrimblues]

The night previously he’d gone to bed pretty late after staying up talking to Noiz and seeing if he could make his boyfriend pizza instead of allowing him to keep spending money on Dominos; He’d been a bit worried when the delivery guy had learned his name and greeted him with ‘Yo, Aoba! Same again, huh?’. He’d fully intended to spend the day however he wanted since it was a special one but he’d ended up sleeping quite heavily into late morning. Even the distant sound of Noiz’s voice and the ghosting touches against his face wasn’t rousing him too easily. “Nnn..” A soft, grumbling noise issued from his parted lips and eyes opened to look at Noiz blearily for a few moments, eyes closing again with a soft exhale. “No..” Answered grumpily, shifting along the bed away from where his boyfriend had sat with his arms curled tightly around his pillow and his face pressed into it. "Ten more minutes…" Repeated yet again.

[memephetamine]

Breathing a quiet sigh as Aoba rolled away from him, stubborn and wrapped securely in a roll of blankets, Noiz shifted around to kneel on the bed. He peeled the covers away as best as he could from the vice grip Aoba had around them, before slinging a leg of his waist, pinning him down in place. "Don't say I never warned you."

Tickles initiated.

Noiz knew all of Aoba's weak points by now, most of which he found by accident but was sure to take note of, deciding to go all out and attack them right off the bat. He ignored any pleas and screams until he'd secured the promise that Aoba would finally get up and out of bed. Crawling off him finally, Noiz grasped Aoba's wrists and dragged him to sit up. "Get dressed, we're going out."

[memephetamine]

"Aoba," spoken softly, pushing tufts of hair away from his face before a small kiss was pressed against his pale forehead.

"Aoba.." more drawn out this time as Noiz lowered his weight down onto the edge of their bed, causing the mattress to sink suddenly. "Wake up," he prodded, persistent, giving the elder's shoulder a gentle shake to help rouse him from his sleep. At this point, he could tell that Aoba was awake and just feigning sleep, hoping to be left alone for 'just ten more minutes' but he'd already had a lie in and Noiz had plans for the day that didn't include sleeping past noon.

"I'm going to tickle you if you don't get up."

[megrimblues]

Sides too? “Which ones did you get?” He’d have to dib those as well.

"I guess that’s fair." Aoba murmured in reply to his words, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek with an affection little grin. The doorbell made him glance automatically over his shoulder and slide his hands out of Noiz’s pockets in a move to break away, only for the blonde to have other ideas and Aoba’s hands grasped the back of his shirt tightly as he stumbled backwards awkwardly towards the door with a noise of soft amusement.  "Reall—…" He’d been about to comment but the butt smack had him jump and shoot him a flustered look, waving him away before opening the door and paying for the pizzas and sides that Noiz had ordered. A few minutes later he wandered into the kitchen carrying the stack of pizza boxes and side boxes, setting them down on the counter. "How many sides did you order?"

[memephetamine]

"Can't remember, I just picked a few things to try."

He couldn't help but feel a just a little pleased with himself after catching a quick glimpse of how flustered the other looked (he was too easy to embarrass, especially considering there was nobody present to have even witnessed anything). He wondered if his face was still pigmented with a warm blush as he dealt with the delivery boy.

"Enough, I think," he answered distractedly, pouring out a glass of soda for himself and sliding the other glass across the kitchen island, letting Aoba pick his own drink. He unstacked the boxes and opened each of their lids, checking which was which and stealing a slice of Aoba's once he identified each of them. He replaced the missing slice with the two that Aoba had already claimed, all while popping open the side orders with his free hand. "What're those?" he asked, pointing to a box of something unfamiliar.

[megrimblues]

            “I’m taking two from the BBQ one in payment.” Share and share alike indeed, Aoba was leaving him three whole pizzas after all. With a shake of his head at Noiz’s question he walked over and reached around him, sliding his hands into his backpockets to check for the wallet.                                    ”Nope, but I guess I can foot the bill this time.” Since the wallets weren’t there.

[memephetamine]

"Alright. I'm calling dibs on anything you can't finish, though." Oh, before he forgot— "I got some sides, too."

He quirked an eyebrow at the elder male as hands were slipped into his back pockets, his lips curving into a small grin at one side as he lifted his arms to loop them around Aoba's shoulders. "I'll get the next one." He just about got the words out before there was a knock of their apartment's door and, without letting go, he waddled Aoba backwards until they reached the door. Once there, he unravelled his arms from around him and gave his backside a quick pat before disappearing back into the kitchen and getting out two glasses for them both while Aoba took care of the bill.

[megrimblues]

                “Four.” It was stated in a tone of disbelief, his expression clearly showing that he was thinking ‘why am I so surprised?’. Noiz would easily get through three of those pizzas by the end of the day tomorrow.                     “I’m having the pepperoni one.” 

[memephetamine]

"Fine. I want a slice, though." Share and share alike. Checking the time on his phone, he began patting down his pockets, anticipating that their order would be arriving soon. "Have you seen my wallet?

[megrimblues]

Was he serious? He knew the other was getting to the point of knowing the takeout menus off by heart but the pizza deals too? Aoba was seriously going to make sure they ate a home cooked meal tomorrow.                                               “How many and what flavour?”

[memephetamine]

Oh yeah, deadly serious. "Two Hawaiian, BBQ Chicken and a Pepperoni." Surely an order that would warrant a scolding in T-minus five seconds, but leftovers could always be had for breakfast the next morning.

[megrimblues]

> “Dare I suggest pizza night?”

[memephetamine]

"I already ordered." It was 2-for-1 Tuesday, after all.

[memephetamine]

「 Brautpaar 」

[megrimblues]

Truth be told the German pronunciation was really difficult since he had to enunciate on letters he usually said differently and their were sounds and such that he wasn’t used to encountering; It was going to take a while but he would persevere because he wanted a life here with Noiz and having freedom like this away from built up buildings and little sky light was better than anything he had ever lived with before. Even if Koujaku and Mizuki complained a lot, even if the brats interrupted his calls with Haga-san and even if sometimes Granny delayed answering texts he would never trade his life here with Noiz, Ren and Usagimodoki; Ren was currently on sleep mode on a cushion besides where he had sat down while studying, waiting for Aoba to turn him back on when he needed him later. He’d gotten distracted from maintenance by rearranging the house. "Not much.." Admitted. "I was trying to copy words on the television but it’s difficult." He walked over to him and flopped against him, tucking his head against Noiz’s neck as he almost pouted over his misfortune with the german language. "I picked up one thing really well though." Said in a tone coloured with mischief; Google Translate was fun sometimes. He untucked his face from his neck and grinned, lips near his ear as he quietly spoke the words he’d learned. "Ich man d-deinen sch….wanz…" Unsure on if he’d even pronounced that right. He leaned back and grinned, wanting to see Noiz’s reaction to it.

[memephetamine]

That much he understood, and would lend his patience when it came to helping Aoba with learning the foreign tongue. There was no rush, really, and seeing him so determined was really kinda cute, from the crease in his brow as he read over notes, trying to absorb and understand as much as he could, to the small pout he'd wear when he couldn't quite grasp something.

Really cute.

"Yeah?" Laughing under his breath at the image he got from Aoba's slightly unorthodox method of learning—sat in front of the television, hair pulled back and loosely held away from his face as he focused on what he was watching, maybe taking notes here and there when he recognised a word—he comfortably laced his arms around his waist when he was finally close enough to do so. Leaning his cheek against his hair as Aoba tucked himself into the corner of his neck, he gave a small noise of interest when the elder mentioned that he did learn one thing.

His brow furrowed for a moment, working past Aoba's not-quite-there-yet dialect before recoiling slightly, just enough to look at him; mirroring his grin with his brow arched in amusement.

"I knew that already," he quipped, tone as smooth as ever as he pressed forward to trail his nose across Aoba's cheek, lifting one of his hands to cup his chin and turn his face towards him. Without wasting much time, Noiz closed the small gap and let lips press; chaste at first before taking a small nip at Aoba's bottom lip.

[dmmdtbh]

ドラマダ落書きまとめ

[bearsubzero]

green playground - a dmmd noiz x aoba fanmix

deadmau5 - raise your weapon (madeon extended remix) / florence + the machine - spectrum (say my name) [calvin harris remix] / the wanted - glad you came / oh land - sun of a gun (yuksek remix) / bruno mars - locked out of heaven / lana del rey - burning desire / gorillaz - doncamatic (joker remix) / calvin harris feat. florence welch - sweet nothing / gorillaz - cloud of unknowing / lissie - pursuit of happiness (kid cudi cover) / bonus track:goodwill + hook n swing - take you higher 

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