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“Slaughterhouse, over here!” Firework called out to Slaughterhouse, jumping up and waving his hand high. Silent clubstep is standing beside Firework, giggling.
Slaughterhouse quickly ran through the garden and made his way to the others.
“Oh my fucking god, that exam was HORRIBLE. I’m never taking this stupid AP editor course ever again.” Firework whines, covering his face with his hands while Slaughterhouse chuckles.
“Don’t worry man, at least it’s over now.” Silent clubstep pats Firework on the back. “We should get lunch now, I’m starving.”
“Oooh, okay. Wanna go to Denni’s?” Slaughterhouse suggests while Firework still sulks. At the mention of Denni’s, Firework brightens up immediately. “Yeah, let’s go!”
— <3 —
Sakupen Circles carries his luggage up the stairs, panting. “Uuugh, why is there no elevator?” He complains.
Tartarus laughs, fixing her hair. “Let’s just get this over with. Do you know your roommate yet?”
“No… not yet. I hope it’s someone cool, though.”
With Tartarus’ help, Sakupen Circles finishes setting his dorm room up.
“On superRobTop I’m going to fail ALL of my classes,” Sakupen Circles groans, pacing around the room for a moment and then flopping onto his bed.
“Don’t worry about it, just don’t take AP editor and you’re all good.” The older one states.
“Fucking hell, thank everything I didn’t pick that. I hope the Theory of Everything course isn’t bad.”
Tartarus pats Sakupen Circles’ back reassuringly. “It’s all good, don’t worry. Semester one just ended so you have time to get ready.”
Maybe everything won’t be so bad after all. Sakupen Circles can only hope that his roommate is cool.
— <3 —
Slaughterhouse returns to his suite, incredibly tired from all of his exams. As soon as he enters the room, he sees an unfamiliar man in the kitchen.
The man’s red hair is tied back in a short ponytail, sleeves rolled up, looking entirely focused on whatever he’s cooking up.
Slaughterhouse’s heart rate increases slightly. Is this his roommate? If so, he just hit the jackpot.
It takes a moment for Sakupen Circles to finally notice Slaughterhouse awkwardly standing at the doorway.
“Oh, hello. Are you my roommate?” Sakupen Circles turns around to face Slaughterhouse.
Slaughterhouse can finally get a proper look at the other’s face.
His heart rate increases even more. Fuck. Is this his gay awakening?
Sakupen Circles isn’t just handsome. He is incredibly pretty.
“Hello? Earth to you?” Sakupen Circles walks up to Slaughterhouse while untying his ponytail, letting his hair fall to his shoulders.
Slaughterhouse finally snaps out of his trance, shaking his head. “Oh uh, sorry about that. Uh, yeah. I’m your roommate. My name is Slaughterhouse.”
“Nice to meetcha! I’m Sakupen Circles. You can call me SKC for short. I transferred here from AREDL college, and I just finished setting up my dorm room, so…”
“Cool, cool… You were cooking earlier, what were you making?” Slaughterhouse questions while walking towards the kitchen.
“I was making tacos, I’m rather hungry.” Sakupen Circles closes the door, walks over to the kitchen, and takes the plate of tacos to the counter.
“I’ll eat later, I’m not hungry at the moment.” Slaughterhouse mumbles. “I have some tutoring to do, so please stay quiet.”
“Respects, I got ya.” Sakupen Circles sits down and begins eating a taco. “Wanna take a plate to your room?”
“Sure, why not.” Slaughterhouse stands on the tips of his toes to reach the plate cabinet, grabbing a plate and taking a taco.
— <3 —
The next morning, Sakupen Circles wakes up with a headache. He stayed up too late talking to Tartarus and asking for advice. He doesn’t have any classes until next week so he can just laze around all day.
He checks the time. 2 PM. He slept for a good 8 hours. 6 AM is a horrible time to sleep though. He rolls out of bed and puts on a random t-shirt and sweatpants.
He exits his room to see Slaughterhouse napping on the couch.
Sakupen Circles leans over to take a good look at Slaughterhouse’s sleeping figure.
His messy and heavily layered hair (just trick’s hair but black, basically.) is spread out on the pillow, slightly rumpled.
He looks completely peaceful and kinda cute. Wait what?
Huh?
Fuck, I knew I was somewhat gay but not this gay!! I just met him… Sakupen Circles’ inner gay panic takes over. He can’t help but stare at Slaughterhouse for even longer before he realizes and immediately looks away. Fuck fuck fuckfuckfuck…
— <3 —
Slaughterhouse awakens to see Sakupen Circles sitting at his feet. Sakupen Circles notices immediately.
“Oh, you’re awake. How’d you sleep?” Sakupen Circles asks quietly.
“Fine… I slept at one… What time is it now?” Slaughterhouse asks, sitting up and stretching.
“6 PM. You hungry?” Sakupen Circles looks at the kitchen. “I don’t feel like cooking today, so…”
Slaughterhouse unconsciously lays his head on the other latter’s shoulder. “I’d like some takeouuttt…” He slurs out his words.
Sakupen Circles internally panics. He mentally prays to the supergods of Geometry Dash that Slaughterhouse can’t hear his heart racing. “Okay- okay, okay. Sure.”
The two quickly discuss what foods to order. The order arrives quickly and they begin eating. To ease the tension from earlier, they begin making small talk.
“Sooo.. uhh… how was the weather…? I didn’t leave the dorm at all today…” Sakupen Circles speaks up.
“I didn’t either…” Slaughterhouse replies.
They stare at each other for a few seconds before they both burst out laughing.
The tension is quickly eased as they talk more about life, classes, etcetera. Before they knew it, their food was completely finished.
“I’m gonna head to my room, seeya.” Slaughterhouse gets out of his chair and begins walking to his room.
“Mmm.” Sakupen Circles mutters, staring into space. He’s still thinking about that moment on the couch.
Did he even mean to do that? Did he even realize he did that? Did he notice that I panicked…? Sakupen Circles overthinks, questioning everything.
I think I actually like him.
It’s over.
— <3 —