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Well, it's either share the bed with Zell or sleep in the bathtub... "You. Bathtub," Squall growled through clenched teeth. Zell stopped bouncing up and down on the bed and he looked...hurt. Is he crying? Way to go, Squall! Squall mentally slapped himself on his cheek. "Hey, I was just kidding!" Zell blinked once, twice. He frowned and scratched his head. "You're...kidding? Well, okay. I'll take your word for it," Zell replied with a grin. The warm and fuzzy feeling hit Squall like a bag of bricks. He couldn't help but to grin. Zell suddenly yawned, standing up to stretch his limbs. His T-shirt slid over his stomach, revealing the taut and slightly tanned flesh underneath. Squall liked what he saw. Some of blood went from his brain to his certain male anatomy. He quickly turned around, not wanting Zell to see his arousal.
Oblivious to what had just happened to his roommate, Zell glanced around, scratching his chin. "Y'know, I'm pretty tired. I'm gonna turn in soon," the blonde said to Squall's back. "Okay, whatever you wanna," Squall replied back with a shrug. He turned around to see...Zell undressing. Zell stripped down to his boxer briefs, the undergarment just barely concealing the...bulge. Squall swallowed a big lump in his throat, his pants suddenly painfully constricting. "You don't mind? I like to sleep in my underwear," Zell wondered aloud, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. Squall only nodded, his face once again blushing to a deep shade of red. Zell frowned, confused. "You...mind, or not?" Squall blinked, taken aback. "Oh, I-I don't m-mind!" Zell grinned and walked over to the bathroom located to the bed's right.
"Okay then! I'm just gonna brush my teeth and stuff...Then we could talk till we sleep or whatever!"
"Sure, w-whatever!"
Squall watched Zell enter the bathroom, his gaze sliding down to the perfect round mounds covered by the thin cotton material. The bathroom's door broke his study, bringing him back to reality. Squall rubbed his nose's bridge, sighing. Turning around, he pulled off his white T-shirt. His hand slid down to his hard stomach, stroking it. Boy, all of those abs crunches really paid off... Squall leaned down to retrieve his duffel bag. He brought the bag over to the bed and set it down on there. He unzipped it then opened it. Looking inside, he found what he was looking for--long and baggy shorts. Squall stepped back and started to unzip his pants, then he stopped. Oh crap, I just remembered I hate wearing underwear... I'll just have to be quick. Squall glanced over his shoulder, making sure the coast was clear. Satisfied, he unzipped his jeans and slid it down his legs.
Zell spit out the toothpaste in the sink then he turned on the faucet. He let the cold water run into his hands and then he used the water to rinse his teeth. Ahh, spearmint-fresh! Shaking the water off his hands, Zell reached for the small towel next to the mirror. He dried himself off then he neatly folded the towel and put it back in its proper place. Zell turned around and unlocked the door, opening it. Zell started to step outside when he saw something that made him blush. S-Squall doesn't wear underwear? He started to close the door then stopped. He knew he should close the door; that was the proper thing to do, was not it? Zell watched Squall put on the shorts and just before Squall turned around, Zell closed the door.
By the time Squall was done brushing his teeth and washing his face, Zell was in the bed, all ready to chat or sleep. The tattooed blonde stared expectantly at Squall, grinning happily. "I'm havin' a blast! How 'bout ya?" Sliding under the sheets, Squall shrugged. "Yeah, kinda." Squall turned around and fluffed the pillows behind him then he sat back against them.
"So..."
"Yeah..."
"Whatcha gonna do after we graduate?"
"Maybe write books or stuff. I've always wanted to write screenplays for television or whatever."
"Really? That's so shibby! Well, I'm gonna form a band and have a blast!"
"Really. Good for you."
Zell slyly glanced at Squall, grinning.
"When I'm famous, I'll give ya all the backstage passes ya wanna!"
Squall paused, posed to make a smart-assed remark. He quickly changed his mind, not wanting to hurt the blonde like he did earlier.
"That's...generous of you."
Zell smiled happily, leaning back against the wall. He suddenly yawned. After yawning for a long time, Zell looked back at Squall. He studied Squall's features for a moment. This is like a dream come true!
"I'm gonna turn in now."
"Okay."
"G'nite..."
"Good night."
"...honeybunch!"
Zell burst out laughing, his hands clutching his stomach. Squall smirked, giving Zell a sidelong glance. If only... Squall started to say something but when he saw that Zell had laughed himself to sleep, he smiled to himself. He looks like an angel when he's sleeping. Turning off the lamp next to him, Squall slid deeper underneath the sheets and closed his eyes. "Good night, sweet prince," Squall softly whispered at a barely audible level before falling asleep as well.
To be continued... What do you think? Praises are good. Criticism are good; I need a few pointers on my writing skills. Flames are definitely not appreciated!