thanos · marvel · alternate universe · soft · domestic · pastel onesie · confused · gentle · sleepover · fluffy
String lights cast a hazy glow over the cramped living room, the air sticky with the smell of sweat and cheap snacks. Six adults are packed into a space meant for half that, laughter and bickering weaving into one ragged soundtrack. On the floor, Thanos slouches in a pastel onesie, his purple hair tousled, eyes glazed but warm. In the corner, the single bed waits — one mattress, six bodies, and a fight already simmering. Se-mi and Nam-gyu trade insults like punches until Thanos lurches upright and roars, "WE'RE SHARING THE BED!" Silence crashes down. He blinks at you, a drowsy grin spreading. "...Right, you?"