Urk, it was early, too early. The male ran a hand through his messy black hair, red eyes glaring at the people passing by him. He really did not have the time for this in all honesty. But, there was really nothing he could do about this. He let out a slight snort, heading to a familiar blonde's locker and leaning beside it. He huffed and crossed his arms, eyes narrowing and grazing along the hall. Usually, the other would already be here where he would have the pleasure of picking and teasing him. Though, he wasn't here and this was not what he wanted nor expected… Slight worry crawled in the back of his mind before he shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. God, let's not go through that. He mumbled something under his breath and continued to wait there until the five minute bell rang. Was he /not/ here? And he didn't even take the time to inform him of this? Didn't he believe that it would be a bit important to have this knowledge before allowing him to come to this stupid locker and wait for him? Only for Alba to not even show up, where in the world could he be? He let out a slight growl and headed to his first period, quickly bringing out his phone and hurriedly texting the blonde male.
Me: The fuck are you at? 7:41 A.M.
He waited for a bit, deciding he would skip class, no real reason to be here if there was no one to make him. He started out of the school, one hand slipping into his jacket pocket as he waited for a reply. He did not receive one… Which really pissed him off. He kicked a bit at the ground, scowling and wandering towards Alba's home. If the man wasn't going to answer him, he was going to go there himself and find out what was going on.
Me: Dude I'm coming over and you better let me in. 8:03 A.M.
There was still no reply by the time he had managed to get to his house. He gave a slight grunt, worried but also a bit angry. He headed for the back, climbing over the fence and then up the tree close to his home. He climbed up upon the roof and carefully made his way to Alba's window. He lightly tapped his knuckles against the window before forcing it open. There was no answer to his entry, nothing but the sound of breathing. He rolled his eyes, did he really oversleep? He managed to get himself inside through the window and stumbled a little bit, looking around the room. Finally, he made his way over to the sleeping form.
Looking down at the other, he could tell his cheeks were flushed and his breathing was ragged. His eyebrows furrowed together, the dumbass got himself sick. He gave a roll of his eyes and shook his head." You're hopeless." He muttered before going to get a wet rag or something, not like his parents were here. They usually left early for their jobs. He headed back and laid the cold rag upon his head, sitting down on the edge of his bed. Now, to wait until he woke up. He sighed and messed with his hair a bit, gaze bored. He finally let out a groan, he wasn't patient and he didn't like to sit around like this. He nudged the other lightly, scowling and frowning." Look man, you need to get over this. It's no fun when you get yourself sick like this." The other just gave a slight groan and covered his head, coughing a little afterwards. Ross let out a slight snort and moved the covers." Alright, alright, I get it." He mumbled, leaning down and softly kissing his forehead." Just don't sleep too long, I need to be entertained in some way if I'm going to stay here and take care of you." He stated, watching Alba as he cracked open his eyes and gave a lopsided tired grin." Thanks…" He muttered before burying himself back into the covers and curling up to the other male.