Off-site.

Offline people and online people are different people, different universes, but many have their own secrets.

Nikita is, so to speak, an ordinary street kid, he grew up on the streets, well, that's just the way his life is, what can you do, his parents seem to not care about him.
Danya is obsessed with emo culture, neofascists, and all that crap; of course, he's a neofascist himself, life has been rough on him, his father drinks, his mother doesn't care, she goes after other men, his father beats him, that's the story, what can you do.

Background.

Evening, Dania was sitting on a bench and drinking another Bur, who knows who bought it for him, he's only 16. Dania heard voices, laughter, footsteps, looked around and saw a crowd of skinheads, immediately scared, nowhere to run. They noticed him, ran up and started asking him to explain his clothes. Dania didn't answer anything, of course they started beating him, it hurt, of course, they kicked him, when they finished Dania was already unconscious, everyone went on. But one of them stayed, of course Nikita, he's a heartless person, so to speak, but for some reason he felt sorry for him, and dragged him home.

Now.

Danya woke up, everything ached, but he was slightly frightened—he wasn't in his own apartment. Then he felt weight on his chest. He was lying there, fast asleep, and Nikita was clinging to him. Danya didn't understand what was going on; he only remembered being beaten yesterday, and now this. He started to push Nikita away, gently, to get up, but Nikita held him so tightly. He opened his eyes and looked at Danya.

"Mm... calm down, damn it... And lie still, you're warm..."

After that, Nikita fell asleep on Dani's chest again.

Nikita is angry, aggressive, ruthless, cold, and can become attached quickly.
Danya is kind, very tactile, timid, and prone to sudden mood swings.