Warning: Some of this stuff is true. I've taken some privileges to warp some events, and I only did this because I like rarepairs.

Alfor sighs out of his nose as he just glares at his phone. He just got back from being the navigator with Coran because they just dropped Zarkon off at his dorm. His friend from Science Club happened to stumble into a predicament when his car broke down after driving back on campus from lunch. His car was towed, and he told him and Haggar about the situation.

'If only Haggar could take him,' Alfor thinks as he types out his response on his phone.

Haggar is a duel major student for chemistry and engineering, and the woman couldn't haul Zarkon to his dorm because she had to go to a doctor's appointment straight after their meeting. Alfor knew that Zarkon loathed the rest of the Science Club members because he outright stated in the beginning to him that he can hardly tolerate the rambunctious students who didn't know what science was if it beat them with boulders coming at them from 50 mph. Those were Zarkon's words not his.

His phone vibrates in his hand.

"My, aren't you popular today," Coran says from his chair. The man is watching animal planet online while Alfor is sitting on his bed.

"Yep. Just Ina, we're talking about something that happened in her day. She spilled her coffee all over her, and she's complaining about it," Alfor immediately says to mask the conversation.

"Oh you sure?" Coran wiggles his eyebrows.

"Shut up," Alfor throws a pillow at the red head, and the man caught the pillow before it could hit his laptop.

"Hmp. And to think I brought you with me in my car."

"We carpool on Tuesdays and Thursdays. It saves the gas money and we can buy extra comfort food through these troubling times." Alfor retorts as he glances at his phone.

Zarkon: Why did you not tell me about him? He's sweet.

Alfor: U usually hate those types tho

"That may be true, but you could have broke Nelson!" Coran cries as he clutches his laptop screen, "Did you know about sloth physiology? They happen to b-"

Alfor cuts him off right there, knowing that he would be lectured for at least thirty minutes if he let his friend continue. "Yes, very fascinating. Almost as much as you want Relium to come in here again to complain about the noise level...again."

"Oh that guy is a wet sock, wouldn't know fun if it hit him in the head." Coran mutters as he curls his finger against his mustache.

Zarkon: Only if they are obnoxious in a horrid way. His energy is...enduring.

Alfor screws his face up after reading that text. He tuts as he quickly types something.

Alfor: Ur only saying that bc he has a SUV and opened your door. That doesn't mean anything in the long run. Srsly Coran is annoying, especially when he's on ~animals. Just random facts in general

Zarkon: He's into biology too, and anthropology is a plus. Too bad I have not met him earlier *sigh

Zarkon: His build, personality, and intelligence is just perfect. Can you schedule something between us? No, I will do it myself. I should make him something, perhaps a biology pun. Does he like salty or sweet food?

Alfor's eyebrow twitches. Usually he's open to people getting with others, he is no homophobe, but he's trying to prevent a heartbreak. Initially he was glad that Zarkon, his uptight friend for the past year, happens to ease the pole up his ass of being a pompous ass toward most people. Too bad he mistaken kindness-from opening a door to even talking to him about the complexities of biology, which is one of Zarkon's majors-for actual interest. He doesn't know how many people actually treated the man kindly, to mistaken that, or if he latched onto the idea that Coran is interested in him because he seems to have a type for red heads. From what he knows about Coran from the three years that he's known him, the man is not interested in men. Sometimes he thinks he is interested in a woman, when he breaks up within a few weeks. He treats his dates like a gentleman-at least buying dinner and a few dates and he doesn't know what else since he's at Ina's place-but he breaks up because he hasn't felt a connection with them.

"You sure are making too many negative expressions with Ina. That only happens when you are fighting, and I know that you two aren't." Coran says with his back toward Alfor.

Damn his friend for being perceptive, he might as well come clean now. Only to avoid Ina and her roommates Diana and Sheryl from getting involved, along with all of their friends. Coran can be annoying at times when he wants answers, often seeking others who will either badger him, or he'd have to concede so that the mess won't get bigger.

"Now someone is telling me that they like you. It's some guy from our lifespan class, and" Alfor's phone vibrates, he glances at the message, "Zarkon says that he's thankful for you opening his door. His words, not mine."

"Well tell him that I didn't mind. Sure it was twenty minutes away, but at least we avoided the traffic." Coran states as he types something on his laptop, "About the person who supposedly likes me, tell him that I'm taken."

"Got it." Alfor types the message to Zarkon, and also replies with 'Srsly? Not cool,' to the man. He lifts his head up when he realizes what Coran said, "Wait, you're in a relationship again? Who is it this time?"

"Oh no one, just Ms. Gregory." Coran sighs as he clutches his chest, "She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. So knowledgeable about plants and she can care for animals."

"She's the narrator for your favorite show." Alfor deadpans.

"So?" Coran innocently said, "A guy can dream."

Alfor rubs his temples. Of course Coran would fall in love with a TV persona, it didn't help that Bridgette Gregory deals with lions and bears primarily, two of Coran's favorite animals, right next to kangaroos, wolves, beavers, and otters.

Alfor: Looks like hes taken. Bye a lady

Zarkon: A few days with me and we'll see about it.

Zarkon: That harlot does not deserve him.

Zarkon: I bet she has not had an intellectual conversation with him. She does not even share the common interests with him.

Zarkon: Tell me once again, what is his schedule? I wish to talk to him tomorrow. The very least invite me to your dorm, otherwise I will invite myself over.

Alfor: Fine. Be my guest. He happens to be free around eleven, and he's in the library for thirty minutes reading. You could corner him there.

Zarkon: Thank you. You still did not tell me what kind of food he prefers though.

He's tired of Zarkon's shit, and there is one thing that is bothering him with the whole exchange when this began. "Why did you open the door for Zarkon? You don't do that to anyone."

"Well I wanted to put my stuff in the back, and then he got close. So I decided to open it for him." Coran shrugs as he concentrates on reading an article from their lifespan and development class.

Of course Coran would do something like that. Of course he has to deal with the fallout of a failed relationship. At least he has Ina with him. He might as well give her an up-to-date basis of what's going to happen. Give her some warning about the new development.

One thing's for sure, Alfor is going to suffer the next few days. Knowing his luck, Coran will think that Zarkon is just a friend, and Zarkon will think that he is accepting his advances.

"I'm going to get some scotch, you want anything?"

"A bit too early to drink don't you think old chap?"

"Coran, please no forced accent. This is for later."

"Oh, well nothing."

What Coran doesn't know won't hurt him. So what if he drinks half of the bottle in the car before coming back into their dorm? Not like he's hurting anyone.

A/N: This might just be a one-shot unless some people like it. However, things after this won't be based off of true events that I have seen/heard in real life.