Late Night Sneaking
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Warning: Contains implied homosexual themes.
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It was a well known fact throughout all dorms, 'you may not leave your dorm room after 9 pm'. As one can imagine many students resent the rule, and not only do they hate said rule, they often break said rule as well.
It was roughly five past nine at night when Horatio checked his clock, great, now he was stuck in his room with nothing to do, he didn't even have a book to read since he'd just finished the only one he had with him. With a frustrated sigh Horatio opened his window to let the cool summer air blow in, it was rather dark outside so there really wasn't much to look at, so when Horatio heard a rustling sound right by his window he screamed and rather ungracefully leapt to the other side of his window smacking his head in the process.
"Shhh!" was what came from the darkness.
"Romeo? For heavens sake what are you doing!" Horatio demanding upon realising Romeo was climbing up the drain pipe up the side of the wall which was covered in ivy.
"Going to see Juliet, duh." he responded as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Why didn't you use the stairs?" Horatio asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Because the patrol guys are still up on the girls level." Romeo said, "now if you excuse me, my beloved Juliet awaits~" With that Romeo continued awkwardly climbing up the drain pipe.
Horatio shook his head and closed his window sitting down at his desk not tired and totally bored until…
SLAM!
"Oh dear god that was close!"
"Holy Jesus!" Horatio fell out of his seat and hit his head for the second time that night.
"Horatio, are you alright?" now kneeling in front of said injured person was Hamlet.
"Are you insane!" Horatio paused after he had said that, "No wait, never mind that, why were you panicking?"
"Oh, I guess I should have left a little earlier because the dorm patrollers arrived just as I opened your door," Hamlet sighed, "thankfully they didn't see me."
"Okay that I understand, but Hamlet, why did you come here?" Horatio asked still sitting on the ground, trying not to get too hopeful by the whole situation.
"I don't know really," he said lamely, "I was in one of my bad moods and figured since when I'm around you I generally feel better than usual I'd come over."
Horatio flushed a little at that, "I… see."
"Does your head hurt still?" asked Hamlet.
"Yes," Horatio admitted, "I've hit it twice tonight thanks to Romeo scaring me."
"Romeo came here?" Hamlet seemed a little pissed by that idea.
"No! He was climbing the drain pipe outside to get to Juliet's room." Horatio quickly corrected.
"What an idiot." Hamlet could only comment.
"I said something very similar to him." Horatio sighed nursing his head and slowly rising to his feet, Hamlet helping him steady himself.
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Meanwhile only one door up the hall Rosencrantz was carefully peaking out his bedroom door watching as the dorm patrollers made their way past his room and up the stairs to the girls section.
"Looks like it's safe now…" Rosencrantz whispered to himself before quietly and skilfully heading out his door and creeping just across the hall to his destination.
After he'd arrived in said room he sighed loudly and flopped down on the small bed.
"Guil, why can't you sneak to my room at least once in a while? It's annoying." the auburn haired teen pouted.
"Because you sneak better than I do, I'd get caught for sure." his companion said putting the book he was reading down.
"So your saying I'm good at sneaking?" Rosencrantz quizzed.
"Yes, your graceful which means you can sneak easily." Guildenstern said, totally ignoring the blush he knew was on his face in favour of looking at his companions reaction. He was pleasantly surprised to say the least. Rosencrantz had curled up in a slight ball and was hiding his face in a pillow.
"D-don't say that kind of thing, it's embarrassing." was the muffled response.
"But it's true, you are very graceful, you body reflects it." Rosencrantz shuddered when he felt a gentle hand on his rather feminie waist.
"Hn, stop it Guil, it tickles," Rosencrantz said giggling a little, slowly releasing the pillow he was holding.
"Sounds like it's doing more than just tickle." Rosencrantz flinched when he realised Guildenstern was laying behind him, he moaned a little.
"S-stop it…" he whined curling in on himself again.
"You really want me to stop?"
"Yes…"
"Are you sure?"
"… Yes."
Guildenstern made a move to stand up and was promptly dragged back down when arms encircled his waist.
"No…" his submissive companion murmured.
"No what?"
"D-don't… stop…" Rosencrantz realised he had just dug his own grave.
"Remember you asked for it~" the auburn haired teen was flipped on his stomach and pinned down.
"You know what I've changed my mind!" Rosencrantz said quickly squirming around.
"Too late~"
"No! Wait- ah! Where are you touching cut it out…!"
"It feels good right?"
"Ahn, no wait, hn, you pervert, that place is…"
The rather intimate sounding conversation was easily heard by Horatio and Hamlet who were in the neighbouring room trying to sleep.
"W-what on earth are they doing in there?" Horatio mumbled.
"Do you want to take a guess?" Hamlet dead panned.
"Y-you don't suppose they're doing 'that', do you?" Horatio asked hesitantly.
"There's only one way to find out." said Hamlet promptly getting out of bed and heading for the door.
"You! Where are you going!" Horatio yelled softly.
"To see what they are doing obviously." said Hamlet as if it were obvious.
"You can't just barge into someone's room what if they really are…"
"Then I'll beat myself in the head so I won't remember or I'll be scared so much I'll get self induced amnesia." said Hamlet heading out the door.
"Ah! Wait Hamlet you idiot!" Horatio awkwardly stumbled out the door after his friend.
"Shall I knock or just open the door?" Hamlet wondered out loud.
"Don't do either, let's just go back to sleep!" the desperation in Horatio's voice was rather obvious at this point.
"Ow you idiot that hurts!" came a voice from inside.
"I'm trying to be gentle, stop moving so much."
"It's kind of hard not to."
"Don't be absurd."
"That's it I'm opening it!" Hamlet said swiftly throwing the door open.
"Holy god they…" Horatio paused to actually get a good look at the scene in front of him, "what the hell are you doing?"
"Clearly, I'm giving him a massage." Guildenstern said as if to say, 'well what else would we be doing are you a pervert or something?'.
"Yeah right, more like your trying to break my spine!" Rosencrantz cried rather annoyed.
"Because you're not holding still!"
"Get off!" Rosencrantz promptly rolled onto his back and kneed his 'attacker' off the bed.
"That was totally unnecessary." Guildenstern grumbled from his spot on the floor.
"Apparently you were wrong Horatio." Hamlet said glancing at his friend.
"Somehow, I'm oddly glad about that." Horatio sighed trying to smooth down some of his dark brown hair.
"Wrong about what Hamlet?" Rosencrantz asked.
"Horatio thought the two of you were engaging in some kind of sexual activity." Hamlet laughed, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern on the other hand just glared daggers at Horatio.
"You what!" The two yelled.
"What! If anyone else heard the sounds you were making they would have thought the same thing!" Horatio yelled, he squeaked when the pair began advancing upon him with rather pissed looks on their faces, "Oh dear god don't kill me!" With that Horatio ran out of the room and up the hall.
Hamlet just sighed with a crooked grin on his face, it wasn't everyday he got to see Horatio panic like this, if only he had his camera.
Just on cue the dorm patrollers arrived and loudly blew on their whistles and screamed "EVERYONE GET BACK IN YOUR ROOMS!"
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A/N: this chapter originally had a different ending in which R&G were actually engaging in and I quote Hamlet 'some kind of sexual activity'. But I decided to deal with their relationship later so I rewrote the ending~ w
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