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Baby blue eyes scanned the room in all its disarray. His button up shirt hanging precariously on the left bed post, her bra swinging with the slowed rotation of the ceiling fan and other awkwardly placed articles of clothing were seen. Alfred caught his breath and that empty feeling in the pit of his stomach made him nauseous.
His hands roamed around the floor, slowly in struggle not to wake his slumber bed partner. He clasped his hands around the item, he'd been searching for. The dirty blonde unfolded his glasses and slid them onto his pale face.
He sat up and leaned his sticky, drying bare back against the cold headboard. Alfred concentrated on the ticking of the clock. It's face open face slightly covered by hi sown boxers caught onto the big iron minute hand. It was still visibly readable and he read the time not he wall clock. His roommate would be home pretty soon, so this girl would just have to go. What was her name? Alice? Brittany? Rose? Kate? It was just lost to him now but he couldn't say she wasn't a nice girl.
Alfred always dreaded this moment in the morning, the awkward hello, the awkward retrieval of clothing and then the awkward goodbye. All of it was, well...awkward.
And that's exactly what happened, Alfred watched her slim, figure pick up the pieces of last night's outfit and watched her tie up the hair he'd had the pleasure in having his hands tangled in. He saw the little hickeys on her neck, and even the slight reddened flesh of her thighs from such rough, activities.
He watched her awkwardly waved goodbye and leave his room. He'd never forget Alice-Brittany-Rose-Kate-or-Something-of-That-Nature. The American decided to freshen up before his roommate came home. Alfred knew they would not be pleased with the status of his room. Prim and proper like royalty and always trying to force these manners unto him.
No use in upsetting them. Alfred attempted house-cleaning or simply shoving everything into piles next to the wall. That's when he heard the tell-take sign of a car pulling up into the driveway and a whistle. Looks like they were in a pleasant mood today...and that was never good.
"Alfred! I'm home!" The voice of his roommate called, accompanied by the dropping of a purse and keys. The dirty blonde joined his roomie in the living just as they'd sat down.
"Hello, and might I ask who left this?" Long fingers held up a 3X5 index card with a red lipstick-stained kiss and writing.
'I had a great time. Call me sometime, Al. Love,-' and that's all he cared to read. Alfred snatched the card and shoved it are leaky into his jean pocket.
"Eh, you, just breaking another heart," he shrugged and his blue eyes sparked with mischief. "What happened to you last night, did a girl hold you up? Were you at another one of those clubs?"
His roommate wiped their face with a hand and sighed in frustration, "No, I told, Alfred. I actually respect women!"
The blonde leaned his arms onto the back of the couch hovering next to his roomie's head. "That's only because you wanna have sex with them; you just have trouble getting it up, dude!"
A pillow met pale flesh, "Shut up! I told, for the last time," He adjusted the frames of his glasses before they continued. "I'm a dude! Nor am I wanting to sleep with any girls, though the more I spend time with you, the more I wish did!"
"Ow, you hurt me (Name)," Alfred feigned a hurt expression, "You are such a fart. Take a joke."
"You're names are pathetic, Alfred. I don't even know why I allow you to live in my house when all you do is bring chicks home to bang," (Name) made a circular pressure on her temples to ease her frustrations. He truly was an arrogant bastard. Him and all his friends.
She wanted to kick him out. How she wanted to kick him out, but she needed the help with rent. Her job was a dead-end, and school was eating away at her social life. Without Alfred's share of rent, (Name) would be out of a home.
"I think Kiku would call you a tsundere," Alfred laughed. You narrowed your eyes and scoffed.
"What is that? Some sort of Japanese word?"
"Nothing that you should concern your pretty, little head about! Now, how about a welcome home kiss?"
"Not in a million years, Casanova. I'm going to take a nap."
Alfred watched her sluggishly trudge upstairs and waited for the slam of her door. That girl was so weird but he would always enjoy taking a bit of time to tease her. She'd come around eventually.
They always do.
:C'mon:
Baby blue eyes scanned the room in all its disarray. His button up shirt hanging precariously on the left bed post, her bra swinging with the slowed rotation of the ceiling fan and other awkwardly placed articles of clothing were seen. Alfred caught his breath and that empty feeling in the pit of his stomach made him nauseous.
His hands roamed around the floor, slowly in struggle not to wake his slumber bed partner. He clasped his hands around the item, he'd been searching for. The dirty blonde unfolded his glasses and slid them onto his pale face.
He sat up and leaned his sticky, drying bare back against the cold headboard. Alfred concentrated on the ticking of the clock. It's face open face slightly covered by hi sown boxers caught onto the big iron minute hand. It was still visibly readable and he read the time not he wall clock. His roommate would be home pretty soon, so this girl would just have to go. What was her name? Alice? Brittany? Rose? Kate? It was just lost to him now but he couldn't say she wasn't a nice girl.
Alfred always dreaded this moment in the morning, the awkward hello, the awkward retrieval of clothing and then the awkward goodbye. All of it was, well...awkward.
And that's exactly what happened, Alfred watched her slim, figure pick up the pieces of last night's outfit and watched her tie up the hair he'd had the pleasure in having his hands tangled in. He saw the little hickeys on her neck, and even the slight reddened flesh of her thighs from such rough, activities.
He watched her awkwardly waved goodbye and leave his room. He'd never forget Alice-Brittany-Rose-Kate-or-Something-of-That-Nature. The American decided to freshen up before his roommate came home. Alfred knew they would not be pleased with the status of his room. Prim and proper like royalty and always trying to force these manners unto him.
No use in upsetting them. Alfred attempted house-cleaning or simply shoving everything into piles next to the wall. That's when he heard the tell-take sign of a car pulling up into the driveway and a whistle. Looks like they were in a pleasant mood today...and that was never good.
"Alfred! I'm home!" The voice of his roommate called, accompanied by the dropping of a purse and keys. The dirty blonde joined his roomie in the living just as they'd sat down.
"Hello, and might I ask who left this?" Long fingers held up a 3X5 index card with a red lipstick-stained kiss and writing.
'I had a great time. Call me sometime, Al. Love,-' and that's all he cared to read. Alfred snatched the card and shoved it are leaky into his jean pocket.
"Eh, you, just breaking another heart," he shrugged and his blue eyes sparked with mischief. "What happened to you last night, did a girl hold you up? Were you at another one of those clubs?"
His roommate wiped their face with a hand and sighed in frustration, "No, I told, Alfred. I actually respect women!"
The blonde leaned his arms onto the back of the couch hovering next to his roomie's head. "That's only because you wanna have sex with them; you just have trouble getting it up, dude!"
A pillow met pale flesh, "Shut up! I told, for the last time," He adjusted the frames of his glasses before they continued. "I'm a dude! Nor am I wanting to sleep with any girls, though the more I spend time with you, the more I wish did!"
"Ow, you hurt me (Name)," Alfred feigned a hurt expression, "You are such a fart. Take a joke."
"You're names are pathetic, Alfred. I don't even know why I allow you to live in my house when all you do is bring chicks home to bang," (Name) made a circular pressure on her temples to ease her frustrations. He truly was an arrogant bastard. Him and all his friends.
She wanted to kick him out. How she wanted to kick him out, but she needed the help with rent. Her job was a dead-end, and school was eating away at her social life. Without Alfred's share of rent, (Name) would be out of a home.
"I think Kiku would call you a tsundere," Alfred laughed. You narrowed your eyes and scoffed.
"What is that? Some sort of Japanese word?"
"Nothing that you should concern your pretty, little head about! Now, how about a welcome home kiss?"
"Not in a million years, Casanova. I'm going to take a nap."
Alfred watched her sluggishly trudge upstairs and waited for the slam of her door. That girl was so weird but he would always enjoy taking a bit of time to tease her. She'd come around eventually.
They always do.
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