Turns out that hot piece of junk's name is Ilyan, hell a hot name for a hot man.
Things have been sorta awkward between the both of awkward of us cause of the situation.... But it wasn't that bad really.
I had another roommate, his name was Andriel, he was really hot too, hell I was literally in gay heaven, but.... He wasn't my type, Ilyan over there had had clouded my mind.
"June walk faster goddamit!!", Oh yeah I was with Andriel walking back from class and heading to the dorms.
"Ugh stop nagging me, 'm too tired for all thisss", I said glancing lazily at Andriel who was way ahead of me, "Oh come on, you're the one who said you wanted to go to the dorms" "That's because staying there is less stressful duhh", Wrong, I wanted to go there to see the sinful beauty living with me.
Ilyan barely left the dorms, which was totally different from my fist impression of him. I thought he was a fuck boy who never stayed indoors, I'm sorta right for the fuck boy part though.
I picked up my pace because Andriel threatened to carry me bridal style to the dorms and I was sure as hell gonna get teased for that by everyone.
I and Andriel reached the dorms after a few minutes passed by and went to our dorm room and when we opened the door, I saw what my eyes were hoping for through out the door.
Ilyan shirtless. Hell yeah!!.
Andriel said Ilyan was basically allergic to clothes but for some odd reason, he has been wearing them often since I came, which is very weird.
It's definitely because of me he started doing all that but I really don't know why, we don't talk a lot really and I really didn't do anything to him.
Oh well I guess, I just have to savor the times he does take of his shirt.
Ilyan was sprawled on his bed, lying on his back and his arm was over his eyes, while he slept.
"Yo princess wake up, we're hungry", Andriel says while rigorously shaking llyan to wake him up.
Ilyan is the one who cooks for us in the dorms kitchen, he's actually a very good cook and Andriel calls him princess cause of that and also cause of his long hair.
"Get the fuck out of my face", Ilyan said with a groan, hell I wish I was the one making him groan like that, that voice almost got me hard in an instant, key word is almost cause that would just be plain embarrassing.
"But we're hungryyy, come on June help me beg Ilyan", "Uh.. please Ilyan?", I said more like a question than a statement.
Ilyan looked at me at the corner of his eye, closed his eyes for a moment and finally said, "Fine.".
Woah that was quick, it usually took a full on ten minutes for Andriel to convince Ilyan to cook for his and this is act the first time I helped him beg.
Now I feel special even if I might not be the reason he agreed and he was probably just not ready to listen to Andriel's for ten minutes. But even if actually.
Ilyan stood up from his bed, walked to his wardrobe, and brought out something so insignificant, that thing was called a shirt, ugh whyyyy.
He wore his shirt and left the dorm room without a word.
"Hehe thanks June you're the best", Andriel whose existence I'd forgotten for a solid minute suddenly said.
"No problem, and I think it was just cause he didn't want to hear your whining"
"No trust me, he doesn't mind hearing me whine for even a day, literally, it's so frustrating, but ever since you came he had been changing..."