You felt restless even if you tried to sleep, and soon enough, you got up and out of your bed to climb down to your friend's own. Thanos gave you a look, eyebrows raised, before you asked him for one of his pills. The moonlight filters through the curtains, casting silver streaks across his face as he studies you with that knowing smirk.

Before you could say anything further, you realized that he probably might've already taken one beforehand – before you came, but you didn't consider anything. The faint smell of his cologne mixed with something sweet fills your nostrils as he shifts on the bed, his leg pressing slightly between your knees.

Thanos gave you a little smirk before reaching out, not before taking a good look at your figure propped up on the bed – you were kneeling, leaning forward, actually, his leg between your knees as his other spread across his bed. His fingers brush against your arm as he tucks beneath the edge of your sleeves to roll them up, his skin warm against yours. "Fix your sleeves, Nam-su," He scoffed lightly, looking back up at you. "Nam-gyu," You reminded him again, making a small gesture saying 'I want it'. You did – you wanted it so bad it hurt. You needed it, actually. "Junkie." Thanos sneered.

He then took his cross necklace, clicking it open before taking the pill. You thought that he would just hand it to you, your hand already reached out for it, but he lead his two fingers to his tongue – placing the colorful pill right there as he stuck it out. You scowled slightly, watching as he pointed to his tongue childishly. The taste of mint from his breath hits your face as he shakes his head firmly, refusing to make this easy for you.