Not Just Roommates (Ding Dong X Julian)

Part 3

*Ding Dong's POV* 

After class, we had an hour break for whatever we wanted, so I headed back into my dorm where thankfully Julian wasn't there. I steadily shut the door, easing it shut as quietly as possible. I set my bag down on my bed, along with my lanky self. I check my phone, no messages, figured. 

I look over to Julian's side of the room where he had photo collages of his family and friends, along with his pride flag and some art hung up neatly on the wall. His bed neatly made and his suitcases still on top of his bed. I didn't hate Julian, but I don't want to get too close to anybody anymore. My last roommate left a scar I'm still healing from. 

Something about Julian entices me and strikes my interest. He's so kind, friendly, compassionate, soft spoken, and always so positive. It's unnatural to be that happy. I exhale, looking back up at the ceiling; I don't remember being that happy- ever. Though, I suppressed positive emotions because their useless to me. I like to keep to myself in my negativity, but around Julian, I'm always fucking happy. I always have some type of warm happy feeling buzzing around in my body and it takes every muscle in me to not smile and laugh. I don't want him around because I've worked way too hard and come too far to be distracted and have everything ruined because I decide to have friends or like a guy like Julian. 

I shut my eyes, embracing my thoughts swarming around in my mind.  Opening my eyes, I notice the door to my dorm unlocking and opening to reveal a weary and tired Julian, who wore the look of embarrassment very well. 

"Hey, how was class?" I raise my head up at him, he ignores me for awhile. 

"It was okay." Julian's voice sliding out as his eyes sagged; his movements were slow and his face was flushed dark red. I notice something different about it, so I sit up. 

"Are you okay dude, you don't look too hot?" Julian lies down on his bed after moving his stuff off of it. He takes a pillow and covers his face, I can only assume he's crying. I'm not good at comforting, so the only thing I did think of was to hold him. Weirdly enough, I forced him to sit up as I laid down on his bed- and to my surprised, he laid down on my chest. He cuddled up to my chest, with his hot tears dripping and soaking into my shirt. My heart started to race as his chubby, hairy, and tan arms wrapped around me. His hair tickled my neck as he snuggled his face closer up to my neck. My eyes began to droop and my hands began to trail down Julian's back until I lose consciousness and fade into a light sleep. 

*Julian's POV*

Waking up, I check my watch- good thing it was a twenty minute nap. I the realise the breathing pattern under me and look up to see Ding Dong. He looked so peaceful, I almost didn't want to wake him. His hair slide off his perfectly sculpted face and his eyes lightly flickered sometimes. I grinned, trying not to move so I could feel him under me some more. His hands lightly rested on my lower back, which made me blush. My eyes darted from his lightly shut eyes to his perfectly plump lips. After looking up and down from his eyes to his lips, his eyes finally opened. I jerked back, embarrassed that he caught me staring at him while he was sleeping- which made me feel like a creep. 

"H-Hey Ding Dong!" I nervously giggled, finally removing myself from his body. He looked around, then back at me. 

"What time is it?" He asked me, in a weary and deep drowsy voice- which was kinda hot. 

"Uh- it's 4:18." I checked my phone, also noticing texts from Matt, Ryan, and Chris- but I ignored them. 

"Hmm." Ding Dong hummed, finally raising himself up. He scans my figure slowly, looking as though he was studying my body- or checking me out. "Feeling any better?" He finally speaks out through the awkward tension. 

"Oh, yeah- I'm fine. T-Thank you Ding Dong." I hopped out of bed, about to wave him goodbye and head out until Ding Dong leaped out of my bed and held my arm back. 

"Hey um- I was wondering if it wasn't too much trouble, if you could have lunch with me later Just us." He asked me to lunch with him, maybe he's warming up to me. I give him a big goofy grin, "Of course." Now we have to head to class soon!" I then grab my bag and rush back out into the hallway, hoping that my friends weren't mad that I was late.