Ok, so this is a Cresswell one shot based on a tumblr quote. It goes "You're my roommate who's super cute and it's the middle of the night and you're cramming for your exams in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and it's becoming increasingly hard for me not to kiss you AU." All rights belong to the respectful owners, yadda yadda. Her it goes…

Carswell Thorne had the night shift at the local bar tonight. He finished working around 12:00 a.m. today, his hands and body ached. The bar reached near silence as a majority of the consumers exited the small room. Silence consumed everything. All Carswell could do was wait until his shift was over to buzz out.

It reached 11:30, and no one else entered the room. Thorne wiped his hands off with a towel. He took of his Lunar Bar apron and folded it neatly next to his locker in the back room. He sat there on his phone for the next thirty minutes, it didn't look like anyone was to enter the bar anytime soon.

Thorne contemplated calling his roommate, Cress, that he was to be late coming home. He didn't want to bother her sleep. The thought of her sleeping brought a smile to his lips. She looked so… cute, sleeping. She was oh so pretty with her hair on her face and lips partly open.

Cress and Thorne had met their first year of college. They became best friends naturally. Around their second year, Cress needed a place to live, and so did Carswell. So, they did what demoted right, they moved in together. Two best friends against the world. Thorne sighed, that's all they will ever be, best friends.

The truth was, Thorne was falling, hard. He realized he had a crush on little Crescent back when she found her first boyfriend. Cress was always the quiet type, so when she found her boyfriend, Jordan, Carswell found this anger build in his stomach. His heart would ache whenever they were together, and he didn't know why. And then they fought, and broke up, and Carswell smiled, like some pathetic lover boy.

The buzzer dinged, Carswell jumped. It was time for him to buzz out. Carswell sighed, grabbed his keys and buzzed out.

After a five minute drive he made it to his apartment complex. Slowly he opened his door, and peeked his head in. Cress wasn't in the living room, so she must be sleeping. He slowly creeped open the door and dropped his keys on the coffee table. He plopped on the couch and turned on the tv. A little tv before getting ready for bed was perfect.

He sat there and watched tv for a while, before he heard a loud groan. Confused, he rose from the couch and skeptically walked over to the groan. He grabbed a fire polder from the fireplace, and slowly walked over to the source of the noise. Then came another loud groan. Was there man in Cress's room? Thrones heart dropped. Why is there a man in Cress's room?

Thorne kicked the door open with a loud hiyaaa. Startled, Cress looked up from her desk. Her short, blond hair was disheveled and she was wearing this cute flannel tank top, and shorts that made Thorne want to kiss her right there and then.

"Oh, sorry." Thorne said sheepishly.

"It's all right, just studying." Cress said turning back to her papers.

Thorne dragged a discarded chair over to her side, " Need help?"

"Actually, ya. I just can't remember all of these stupid bones in the fucking hand, why did I even take biology?! I'm a computer major for fucks sake." Cress groaned, Carswell couldn't help but smile.

Thorne grabbed her small, soft hand. "Lucky for you darling, you've got one right here." Thorne said pointing at himself. Cress smiled, Thorne's heart groaned. Carswell took his hand and traced the bottom of her palm, where hand met wrist, " These are you carpels." Thorne said softly. His finger traced up her hand towards the middle of he hand, "And these are your metacarpals." His voice got quieter and hoarser.

Thorne gulped and looked at Cress, she wasn't looking at him, but at his hand in hers. He continued up her hand. Carswell traced up he finger where her knuckle started, "And these are the proximal phalanges." Cress made a cute little giggles sound. "You sound so nerdy." Thorne smiled, but didn't laugh, he just continued tracing her hand. He went on to the next bone, lifting her hand closer to his face. "And this is the intermediate phalanges."

Cress giggled again. " I've never heard you say such big words before. You usually so big and cool. I don't know it's different."

Thorne facked being offended, " Crescent Moon Darnel, a strangely supernatural hot guy can be smart too, okay."

Cress giggled again, but Thorne got serious again. He let go of Cress's hand, only to raised his own. "And then you get to the distal phalanges. The are mostly used for grip." He took his hand and grabbed onto Cress's chin. Soft skin met soft skin.

Her big, beautiful blue eyes stared at his. At that moment the only thing he wanted to do was kiss her soft, pink lips. His fingertips lifted her face to his.

Then her lips were on his. And he moved them, and she took some coaxing but moved here too. His hands grabbed her waist, and hers were in his hair. She parted her lips, and Thorne bit her bottom lip. She did the same but pulled on his him. Thorne moaned. They kept kissing, until Cress whimpered from all of his teasing. He eased his tongue into her mouth. They wrestled like that. A tangle of limbs and mouths. His hands were in her hair and hers in his. Thorne grabbed her waist and shoved her onto the bed. She giggled and looked up. Thorne whipped his shirt off. Cress's eyes glazed over. "Like what you see?" Cress nodded.

Thorne attacked her lips again. He kissed down her neck. Cress felt up and down his chest. When both of their breathing came shallow, Thorne and Cress stopped kissing. He touched her swollen, red lips. She smiled.

"Your adorable." Thorne said.

Cress smiled up at him. His arms were around her, up in push up position. She tilted her head oh so cutely.

"Well that escalated quickly." Cress said.

Thorne chuckled, "well I guess you know I like you, right."

Cress nodded. "Well it's getting late, so you better sleep." Thorne said. He picked her up bridal style and plopped her in bed.

Cress yawned, "Will you sleep with me?"

Thornes heart stopped. He stumbled into bed. The gravitated towards each other until,they were both fast asleep.