The clock on the wall ticked faintly, too subtle to disturb but just enough to remind them time was moving, even if neither of them really wanted it to.
Luca stretched his legs out and leaned back on his elbows, sipping his coffee lazily. "You know," he said, staring at the ceiling, "I used to hate quiet rooms."
Noel looked up from his cup. "You don't seem to hate this one."
"I don't." Luca turned his head toward him. "That's the weird part. It's like… it doesn't feel empty here. Just… calm."
Noel gave a soft, breathy chuckle. "That's because I'm in it. I balance your chaos."
"Oh?" Luca smirked. "So you admit I'm chaotic?"
Noel took another sip of his coffee before answering, "I'm saying if this room had two of me, it would implode from boredom. You're the chaos. I'm the reset button."
Luca rolled onto his side, propping himself on one elbow now, his expression playful but thoughtful. "Ever think we balance each other a little too well?"
