My Crush, My Roommate

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raised. His voice was deep and guttural, which matched his big f

e my gaze moved from the water that was dr

a nice shit there...’’ he continued, his lips curving over the vowels in such a

ivities in the bathroom?’’ I squeaked out w

s he walked by me. I had the forethought to step back a little bit so that he could pass by without knocking

th the l

tried to get away from his eyes, which seemed to be devouring me wh

eyes while furrowing his bro

ay? My lips parted, but I was out of my league. I was so eager for the conversation to move

face the mirror, and checked if my ap

, merely lifting a s

hen I didn't respond, he made a frowning face,

throat and used all of my willpower to keep my eye on his

forward into a lopsid

tly, because I was at a loss for wo

nd braced myself for the hit, but instead he just slapped my shoulder in a light-hearted manner

simultaneously concealing my lips with my shaking

he smiled back. ‘‘Gues

ith the towel slackly held in one hand while walking with no concern for his nearly naked state. It was a

about being so courag

. After removing the bindings that had been wrapped around my chest, I took a deep intake of air for the first time since this morning. I got in the shower

dn't find him anywhere. I noticed that it was getting late, so I mad

d closet to put on my pajamas as quickly as possible. Even though it was difficult to move around once the

I felt an immediate sense of relaxation. I let out a sigh before forc

ling to take that risk because the alternative was slowly drow

spite the fact that they draped over my arms and pooled about my feet, Devon could not p

le while flapping the over

igid. The sound of footsteps entered the room, and each one was identical to the thumps that my heart was making. The door then sla

fore leaning my hands and my right ear on the wooden frame in order to listen. Was he jus

I heard the unmistakable sound of his shoes being taken off and thrown away, and discarded my ears. I had the want t

le individual would have announced their arrival by this point in time. Did that imply that I would have to s

th to stifle my rapid breathing. I could hear the footfall approaching. S

e cramped little cube. I noticed that there was a bag hanging on the doorknob,

swung open, and because I had completely forgotten that I

and one might’ve knocked against something soft—

ucking hell

blow. My senses were overpowered with horror, and I found that I was unable to muster the

as he stood over me, soun

t of his bed, having no motivation to move at all. If I stayed here for a

nd one could detect a trace of c

ue eyes were sparkling with amusement, and he had his arms crossed ov

me as another awkward beat of stillness passed. ‘‘What… were you

ead if he had just emerged from the close