"What the hell is in this box, Marco?" Teddy whined, staggering into his boyfriend's dorm room, "It weighs at ton."
"Oh, stop your complaining Mr. Muscle Man Athlete," Marco teased, laughing as his boyfriend dropped the box on the floor, "Besides, it's the last one, we're all done."
"Thank God," Teddy said, feigning exhaustion and collapsing onto the doorframe.
Marco laughed and leant on the doorframe opposite Teddy, "And it was books by the way. In that box. I'm not surprised you struggled, you probably haven't seen that many books before,"
"Ha, ha," Teddy said sarcastically, mock-punching Marco.
Marco retaliated, giving Teddy a playful punch on the arm, and soon the two young men were consumed in a playful fight that was inevitably loaded with sexual charge. The pair tumbled onto one of the two single beds, vying for the upper hand. After a short tussle, Teddy managed to roll Marco onto his back and pin his arms down, "You give up," Teddy asked, cocking his eyebrow upwards.
"Never," Marco answered breathless. Marco began to laugh quietly, and at the moment Teddy couldn't think of anything more adorable. He ran his hand through the upwards flick in his boyfriend's hair, and leaned towards Marco, silencing his laugh with a quick kiss before collapsing onto the bed next to him. They lay there in a contented silence for a few seconds before Teddy found Marco's hand on the bed next to him and squeezed it gently.
"This is nice," Teddy said looking over to Marco.
"Mmm," Marco replied, exhaling deeply.
Teddy rolled over onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow, "Remind me again why we can't room together," Teddy said carefully.
Marco moaned exasperated and sat up on the bed, the calm now broken.
"We've talked about this Teddy, and we both said-"
"No, you said," Teddy interjected, sitting up next to Marco on the edge of the bed "I still don't understand why it's a bad idea."
Teddy's lip stuck out like a disgruntled child.
"Because, Teddy. We've only been dating for six months." Marco began firmly, not yielding to his boyfriend, no matter how sweet his pouting was, "We still need our own space. What would happen if we broke up?"
"So, now you wanna break up?" Teddy huffed, starting towards the door.
Marco leapt up and grabbed Teddy's shoulder before he could leave the room, "Teddy, don't be stupid. I just think we'll have a way healthier relationship if we have our own separate rooms. You gotta trust me on this."
Teddy reluctantly nodded but was still visibly dismayed,
"I guess I should finish unpacking," Teddy said in a low voice, "I'll see you later."
Teddy turned away and out the door, but Marco pulled him back by the hand and forced him to look into his eyes.
"I love you," Marco said, looking into his boyfriend's blue eyes and Teddy couldn't help but smile.
"I love you too," Teddy whispered back, and melted into Marco's lips.
When he kissed Marco, Teddy almost lost himself, and it scared him sometimes. But what he found in their kisses, the something that they shared, what he discovered of them as a pair was worth the risk of whatever he put of himself on the line. The intensity of this feeling was perhaps why they didn't notice the figure shuffle down the hallway with a large box and approach the doorway.
"Er, excuse me guys, can I get by here?"
