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Faded yellow bricks for the walls, with utensils hanging on them, a place filled with instruments used for cooking—this is the Adler dorms' kitchen for students to share and cook in whenever they need it. The ticking from the oven can be heard as the scent of cream fills the room. Even someone who is meters away from the oven could get a whiff of the appetizing smell of these freshly made desserts.
As the oven bells, someone reaches out to open the oven. Pulling out the cream puffs that were cooked not too long ago. Mash places the tray on the countertop, letting the creampuffs cool down to a temperature enjoyable enough to eat. Mash's gaze shifts to the boy in front of him, who is sleeping.
"Oh, right, I brought Finn with me," Mash thought.
He nearly forgot the fact that he dragged his dormmate along with him right after their classes. It's no wonder Finn is dead asleep on the countertop right now, probably sleeping away his worries.
"I should go wake him up," the thought pops up in Mash's head.
Mash slowly unties his apron and places it on the countertop before walking towards Finn.
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The sounds of humming and pages flipping can be heard in room 302 as the sound of running water from the shower accompanies it. Finn is currently reading a book on top of his bed. Well, he's not really reading; he's just flipping through the pages of his textbook inside his dream, waiting for the person inside the shower to finally go out.
He genuinely wants to see Mash. That is slightly the reason why he just let himself be dragged into the dorm kitchen right after the classes ended. Even just a moment with Mash made him happy, even if he couldn't admit it to the latter during this moment. Not when he is also a man. That's not acceptable. It would be alright if it was Lemon. After all, Lemon is a girl, right? Not to mention, she met Mash earlier than he did. She was one of the first people he helped. A girl. And he isn't one.
Finn sighs in frustration and places his book beside him before laying down on his bed, getting tired of seeing the pages he knows already and not wanting to think about that problem he was just thinking about. And so Finn sighs again, this time in boredom. This feeling of boredom is immediately replaced by embarrassment because Mash finally got out of the shower. He could feel the heat of his face rising as Mash approached him. After all, the only piece of clothing that is covering Mash is a small towel on his waist. Finn did his best to not let his curiosity take over him, looking away the moment he realized what Mash was wearing.
Suddenly, a soft "thud" from Finn's bed can be heard as Mash pins him down. His mesmerizing, muscular body is on top of Finn, just a few inches away from each other. And his pretty eyes were staring right into Finn's. The taller boy's hands reach for the latter's, intertwining the hands together. Dream Mash was about to say something, but Finn can't take it anymore; his mind is running a hundred miles an hour because of the situation that he is in.
"This isn't right," Finn whispers.
As an escape from the situation, he closes his eyes in embarrassment. He can't take it anymore. Not another second of being with Mash, not even in a dream. He is falling in love deeper and deeper for him just by thinking of him.
"Please, wake up. Please, wake up. Please, wake up!" Finn says over and over again, desperately hoping to get out of the situation that he himself was actually wishing for.
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A warm hand touches Finn's cheek. Finn's eyes shoot open in response to this. He hasn't recovered from his dream yet. His breath was heavy, and his cheeks were still covered in a blush. He was also slightly sweating from his dream. His eyes turn toward the person beside him.
"Finn," Mash whispers right beside Finn's ear.
Finn's eyes widen, and his blush immediately turns a darker shade of red as he realizes who the person beside him is.
"Fuck!" He said repeatedly in his head.
Mash was definitely the last person he wanted to see right after a dream like that.