❝ why do you like to fucking argue so much? ❞ - ryomen sukuna
❝ why are you so fucking easy to start an argument with? ❞ - noemi hughes
╰ 🍯 ⊹. in which two short fused people have to share a dorm, and unsurprisingly don't along. ༉‧
- | 🪼 | -՞ IT'D been a month and some weeks since graduation and noemi taking her nclex. people were starting to get their results, a few of her friends even sending the results of theirs. they all passed, and it was giving noemi hope, but she was still scared as fuck.
so when she told sukuna that afternoon, he wasted no time in attempting to take her mind off it.
they had a little spa date and when to chili's for lunch, then went to the mall to get her a new pair of dunks since she busted her panda ones up so bad.
by the time they'd bought her dunks and were exiting the store, she was whining for her phone, a look of impatience on her face.
"deadass, i'm ready to see the results now, i'm calm." noemi protested.
"can we at least go home first?" sukuna asked, motioning towards one of the mall exits. "you tweak way too much to look at your results in a public place."
"are you tryna say i failed?" "don't put words in my mouth."
the minute the two got into the house, sukuna set her bags down by the door, watching her hop excitedly towards her room. and so he followed her, of course. as much as he convinced himself she passed, he had no idea if she did.
she had to deal with a lot in the past few months, which was purely his fault, and genuinely he felt a bit of guilt, but also didn't really give a fuck. all that crying she could've been studying.
but that was insensitive—and when he really thought about it, he wanted her to pass. he didn't wanna see her sad anymore, especially after watching her cry a month ago scared for her results.
noemi sat on her bed, opening up her laptop while sukuna looked at her nervously. his brows were furrowed and his arms were folded over her chest, his index finger constantly tapping against his arm. honestly he was getting embarrassed, no way he was more nervous than she was.
"ryomen." she suddenly said, snapping him out of his trance. "what?" he asked. frowning when she didn't immediately respond. "noemi, what?"
"i passed."
silence filled the room, sukuna having frozen in place and noemi slowly setting aside her laptop. "ryo, i pass—" before she could finish her sentence, he scooped her up in his arms, holding her against him and rubbing her back.
"that's so good—great, actually. now you can stop crying every two weeks about your results." he said, his voice low and gravelly.
the sound made noemi giggle, her arms wrapping tightly around him. "why do you sound like that?"
