Hear me out:
EraserMic moving into an apartment building for an undercover op, then end up nearly living there full time because of quirkless!teen reader.
The kid works three jobs, is never home, except tuesdays. He somehow finds the time to finish his online classes (and barely pass). He doesn't learn much and ignores the fact that the people next door keep side eyeing him when he leaves his apartment. (As if they're not loud as shit half the time.)
Quickless!teen reader who doesn't know how to be gentle because he's never truly known gentle. He's knows that tensing before you're hit will make it hurt more and last longer. He knows the best way to disarm a violent man is to submit and kill him when he's docile. He's been surviving completely on his own since he was 10 and offically evicted at 12.
He doesn't know if he considers himself a villain, but he knows he's still some type of terrible person. He avoids his neighbors like the plague but can't seem to stop meeting up with them. He's even tried leaving through his fire escape but the blonde was watering his garden.
So imagine his utter fucking confusion when his emo neighbor invite him and his "parents" over for dinner. The two have never talked and only nod hello when their schedules collide after work. He's half tempted to go, ignoring stranger danger, but he declines politely and goes back into his hidey hole.
Exactly two days later, the human embodiment of the sun decides to knock at his door and offer him cookies as a "welcome to the neighbor gesture." He takes them, it would be rude not to, but they stay in his mostly empty fridge until he's unable to go grocery shopping for the eighth week in a row. They're the greatest thing he's ever tasted, whether thats true or just the hunger he doesn't know. But fuck him, they're legendary.
So he returns the gesture by buying snacks and treats from his grocery store job and placing them on the plate just in time to catch the emo man coming home for the night.
