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Erwin stood in his bathroom, leaning against the counter with his head in his hands.
The door was locked and he briefly considered running a bath and drowning in it to save himself dying from the embarrassment that surely awaited him.
His phone lay on the floor at his feet and began to buzz. It stopped. Buzzed again. And again.
He would not look. He couldn’t face the barrage of texts.
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In a dorm room 3 miles away, Levi sat on his bed alternating between chewing his thumbnail and worrying his lip.
He and Erwin had been texting all morning and afternoon and he had been ramping up the flirtatious and suggestive messages until the perfect opening had presented itself. Erwin had started talking big trash about his Mario Kart skills and even dared to claim he could “whoop his ass. Any time, any place.”
Levi’s mouth had gone dry as he imagined Erwin throwing him over his knee.
He’d rushed to the communal shower room down the hall and, after carefully checking there was no one else around, took a sly over the shoulder shot in the mirror of his bare ass. His boxer-briefs tucked just under his firm cheeks giving just the right bubble-bottom effect. He was so proud of the shot and sent it off with maybe just a little light adjustment and tweaking with the caption ‘ you wouldn’t dare ruin this perfection ;p’.
And then he waited.
But that was 15 whole minutes ago and now Levi was panicking. After 5 minutes of radio silence he assumed Erwin was taking a pic of his own. That had sent Levi in a tizzy of excited daydreaming. But then five minutes stretched into ten and Levi was torn between wondering if Erwin was so eager that he’d started jacking off to his fabulous ass or if he’d scared Erwin off by being too forward too soon. Now that we was nearing 20 minutes without contact he was sure he’d totally gotten his signals crossed and Erwin must not be interested at all.
Had his sarcastic jokes and tongue-in-cheek responses come off as crude and dick-ish rather than cutting and witty? He flicked back through their texts from the day and then the day before and then the previous weeks to see where he had gone wrong, where he had misinterpreted Erwin’s charming one-liners and smiley faces for genuine interest instead of polite civility.
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30 minutes earlier in the library across campus, Nile sat in the private meeting room furiously texting his errant study partner. He was late. Again. And Nile was seriously concerned that they wouldn’t have time to knock out the rest of the outline for their presentation and start divvying up research assignments before running out of time on their room booking.
He was about to send another pointed reminder that they were supposed to meet 15 minutes ago when a message came through. It was an attachment and Nile grumbled as he tapped it. Probably another dumb meme Erwin hoped would soften the blow but was really just eating up Nile’s data. But as the little loading icon flashed ‘ Done!’ Nile’s jaw dropped.
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Erwin’s phone flashed message after message as it buzzed incessantly on the tile floor of his bathroom.
<WTF?????>
<Is this a joke?>
<Erwin what the hell???>
<Is that your dick?>
<Where are you???????>
<What do you mean ‘not with my hands’????>
<ERWIN!?!?!?>
He wished the floor would open up and swallow him whole.