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Usually Floyd and Jamil met somewhere on the school grounds, either in the gym or in the forest or somewhere in Scarabia, because at least except Kalim most people didn’t disturb them there or started to ask unnecessary questions. Sometimes they went out into the city to go to the arcade or go shopping, in some rare cases even went to eat something together, somewhere like a burger place or pizza.
In general no one could label their relationship as even remotely romantic even after the year they were together now. After all, they tended to keep this sort of casual, go with the flow without thinking too much about anything and Jamil couldn’t even say he was surprised that even after a year he had not the slightest clue of what Floyd’s room actually looked like.
In the end, the only reason why Floyd knew his room was that he tended to linger around there, especially when he was trying to hide from Azul. Or when he wanted something to eat. Or when he tried to talk Jamil into something.
So he didn’t exactly expect anything when the taller leaned over, resting his chin on his shoulder.
“How ‘bout you come over after class?”
“Why? Is Azul trying out some new recipe or something?”
He could sense Floyd’s smile more than he could actually see it and that was when the gears in his head started turning.
Wait…
“With ‘come over’ you mean…?”
The other shifted and Jamil didn’t have to sense the grin anymore; it would have been hard to miss the happy expression no matter how hard he tried.
“To my room.”
Floyd shrugged.
“Need an excuse so that Jade doesn’t force me to go on a hike with him, like seriously… It’s his birthday, sure, but it’s my birthday too and I really don’t wanna!”
For a second Jamil was contemplating whether that was the truth or whether his boyfriend was just trying to trick him into actually coming over, but it didn’t take him long to realize that in the grand scheme of things the reasoning wasn’t exactly going to change anything anyways. After all, what he had asked was odd, sure, but definitely not something that Jamil was opposed to. Also Kalim would be in a housewarden meeting anyways, so he did actually have a bit of free time at his hands for once.
“Sure. Why not.”
The grin on Floyd’s face somehow got even wider.
In general there was nothing super special about Floyd’s room. Or rather not exactly special when one knew him a bit.
To an outsider it would have probably been odd to see the collection of fancy shoes and hats in the corner even though it was almost a little hard to make out from that pile, but to Jamil it wasn’t news that the other was into fashion. Actually it would have been difficult not to notice from how he was to blame for quite a few items in Jamil’s own wardrobe.
There was an abundance of jars and bags scattered on the wandboard above the mer’s bed that probably contained his collection of sweets, some of which Jamil was to blame for.
The least surprising was probably the utter chaos with clothes dragged half out of his wardrobe and over his chair, school books, some of them looking suspiciously new, piling on top of the desk. Although Jamil had to admit that he had imagined it to be way worse. Actually it almost even looked as if Floyd had attempted to put some effort in cleaning.
He could feel a smile spreading on his face as the other sat down on the one part of his side of the room that was completely free of clutter, patting the space on the bed next to him with his hand and grinning up to him almost sheepishly.
“Sorta felt like cleaning last night but then I got tired. So I guess you have to sit here.”
Jamil let out an amused huff. It wasn’t like Floyd to be so serious about something like this, but he couldn’t say that he didn’t appreciate the effort. It was sort of cute in a very weird kind of way, made him unwind in what felt just as odd.
He unceremoniously let himself drop on the offered space, stretching his legs out and resting his head on the other’s leg.
“Ehhh? You’re usually not that easy…”
Floyd sounded mildly surprised but there was almost wonder in his eyes as if he just couldn’t believe it. Jamil shrugged and smiled up at him.
“I mean…Jade’s on a hike and Azul’s in a meeting, right? Which means no one’s going to come in here for quite some time. Don’t see why I shouldn’t use this opportunity to relax a bit.”
It was a display of trust that he didn’t allow himself often, but things like this came easy with someone like Floyd who didn’t push any expectations on him, who allowed and even encouraged him to be who he really was.
He couldn't keep the smile from his face as his fingers tangled with Floyd's somewhere above his head.
"Oh also...happy birthday."
And it was just as little a surprise when after a second of silence Floyd bowed down to kiss him just as he was about to do the same.