Reaquested by HABITs_little_rabbit and a anon on AO3: some Noah/Habit

Noah ran, he wasn't sure where he was running to only that Observer was in his house again and he wasn't safe. He didn't know where he was going, just away but that was harder then it sounded cause Observer seemed to be everywhere he turned laughing at him. Then he opened a door and stumbled through it. It slammed shut behind him on it's own and there was silence, from the confusion of sound and colour to quite and a beige carpet.

"Hey Noah. How're you doing?" A chipper voice asked and Noah looked up from the floor to see Evan, or Habit sitting on a couch middle of the room. "Have a seat." Habit offered gesturing to a arm chair across from him. Noah walked over and slumped into the chair rubbing his face tiredly.

"Great what did I do to get both Observer and you involved?" Noah asked tiredly.

"Hey I got you away from him didn't I?" Habit asked pointing back towards the door Noah had come through. "I told you to think of this as a nice little vacation spot." Habit said leaning back against the couch cushions and grinning widely at Noah.

"What do you want Habit?" Noah snapped, he was in no mood for games he just wanted all if these monsters to leave him alone.

"Nothing actually." Habit said sincerely. "I want you to get the journal as much as the next guy but I don't like Observers methods so I'm staging a intervention. He can't get in here so your safe."

"Safe from him maybe." Noah pointed out eyeing Habit suspiciously.

"Not trusting me is for the best." Habit agreed. "But I'm not going to hurt you, when have I ever tried to hurt you?"

"You threatened to cut my left arm." Noah objected indignantly.

"Threatened to, didn't actually try to. There's a big difference there." Habit pointed out. "You should know that, you spend a lot of time yelling meaningless threats"

"Okay so you've never tried to hurt me." Noah allowed "But that doesn't mean you won't in future. I;ve seen you hurt tones of people on the videos."

"It's true, but for now I don't want to hurt you so you can relax, you'll be safe with me."

"I guess as safe as I am anywhere since whoever feels like it can come waltzing into my house." Noah said slumping tiredly against one armrest.

"That's the spirit." Habit said, chipper as always. Sometimes Noah couldn't wait till he became firebrand, all of these monsters seemed so happy all the time.

"Where's Vinny?" Noah asked, he hadn't heard anything from Vinny in a long time. Habit gave a sudden annoyed hiss at the mention of Vinny.

"He's alive." Habit said coldly. "Kinda in a prolonged time out for not listening to me"

"Oh." Noah sounded, unsure how else to respond because asking for more detail didn't seem like a safe choice.

"I knew you were a smart one." Habit said smugly

"Thanks." Noah said sarcasticly.

"You're welcome." Habit responded anyway and then they lapsed into a silence that Noah wasn't sure was awkward or comfortable. Habit certainly didn't seem to mind though he started humming to himself. Noah recognized the song and slowly, quietly started humming along as well.

When Habit burst out with the lyrics Noah laughed and started singing as well. Habit seemed to get really excited and jumped up off the couch and grabbed Noah's wrists dragging him up as well as he started dancing to the beat that was now in both of their heads but not outside them. Noah tried to join in dancing but really just broke down laughing at how funny and enthusiastic Habit's dancing was.

Noah collapsed back into the arm chair but Habit just shot him a grin and kept going, obviously putting on a bit of a show now and making Noah laugh even harder. Habit held the last note of the song longer then it was meant to go for and then collapsed back onto the couch cackling breathlessly while Noah applauded still laughing.

"After all this you still have a sense of humor." Habit chuckled looking at Noah intently. "I knew I was right about you, you're a strong one. You might actually win this game." Noah didn't know what to say so he looked down letting Habit stare at him for another long minute. Suddenly he clapped his hands and jumped up of the couch striding out of the room with purpose. Noah watched him in confusion but didn't follow.

"Let's do some of your favourite thing." Habit laughed walking back into the room with a twelve pack off beer and tossing one to Noah. Flopping back down on the couch, set the box of beer on the ground between them and he grabbed one for himself. They snapped the tabs on the beers at the same time and did a cheers and chugging half of the beer.

A few beers later they started on a game of never have I ever which Habit was loosing spectacularly though surprisingly Noah was doing a fair amount of drinking to. Still it was obvious that Habit was drinking way more then Noah.

"This game isn't fair." Habit groaned leaning his head back against the couch. "I've lived a lot longer then you of course I've done more shit!"

"Okay then you big baby what do you want to do?" Noah laughed.

"How 'bout truth or dare?" Habit asked after thinking for a moment.

"Okay." Noah conceded. "But I reserve the right to not do all of your dares because I bet you think of some reeeaally bad ones."

"Okay if you don't want to do the dare you just gotta drink. Sound fair?" Noah nodded. "Okay want me to start?"

"Sure, dare." Noah said. "Though we're almost out of beer." He pointed out kicking the nearly empty box.

"I'll get something else if we run out." Habit said waving the concern away. And then tapping his chin as he though, when he got it he looked at Noah and smirked. "Okay I got it." He said leaning over towards Noah close enough that Noah could smell the alcohol on his breath, not that he was probably much better. Even though he had developed a tolerance for alcohol recently it didn't mean his breath had. "I dare you to kiss me."

"What?" Noah asked barely processing the dare.

"Are you going to forfeit on the first dare?" Habit chuckled challengingly. Noah shook his head and leaned forward as well till their lips collided, Habit cupped the back of Noah's head with one hand to stop him pulling away to quickly. Habit was a good kisser and Noah found himself getting lost in the contact, his eyes sliding shut as their lips moved together.

When Habit slid onto Noah's lap Noah grabbed his hips to pull him closer then ran his hands through Habit's hair which was longer then his own and soft as any girls. Truth or dare was completely forgotten.