"Wait, so you're just friends now? Just like that?" Oboro's face twisted into her trademark frown. "Did he even apologize for what he did? What he said?"
"I mean, he said he was sorry for the misunderstanding?" Takumi shrugged almost questioningly.
"So you're just going to trust him?"
"Oboro chill." Hinata paused his game of Mario Odyssey to turn in his chair, fixing Takumi with a pitiful look. "I'm sure Takumi has his reasons. This might not be so bad for him."
"What are you even talking about? This Leo guy is a jerk to him for a whole week and then he just does a 180 personality flip and he suddenly wants to be best friends? Something's not right." She pinches the bridge of her nose as her nostrils flare.
"Oh please, you just don't want to admit that Takumi is capable of making friends that aren't us."
"What?!"
"Guys, I'm right here." Takumi frowned. He was capable of making friends, sure, but he was just as capable at losing them.
"Don't you see what a Nohrian could do to him?"
"No, Oboro, what could a Nohrian do to him?" Oboro sputtered a bit, recoiling physically.
"I just- Nohrians-" Oboro took a deep breath before unleashing her demon face. "They steal livelihoods with their stupid materialism. I hate them. And you think Takumi's judgement is enough to determine whether this one is good? Are there really any good Nohrians?!"
"I am still right here." Takumi waved, but neither of his friends acknowledged him.
"That's just a stupid stereotype Oboro, and you're just projecting your hatred for big Nohrian chain companies onto one kid from Nohr. That's just not fair."
"Shut up, Hinata!" Oboro's fierce cry made both Hinata and Takumi jump. "You don't know how much that affected me and my parents."
"Um," Takumi started, and both of his friends turned to stare at him, Oboro practically fuming and Hinata looking nervous, like he just fucked something up big time. "I'm going to go to class now. I'll- uh- talk to you guys later." And he hightailed it out of there before Hinata could tell him no. Like hell he was staying there when Oboro was that mad because Hinata was an idiot.
His next class, an evening lecture, was a breeze, though there wasn't anyone he recognized in the class, which made it rather boring. The walk back was also quiet and dark. He kept his mace in his pocket and his long hair was tucked into the hood of his sweatshirt. There were a couple instances last year where he had been mistaken for a girl, and he did not want to relive those experiences.
Nothing bad happened of course. Well, nothing bad happened to him. The other guys though? Let's just say their faces met with the concrete on more than one occasion.
He got to his dorm building safely, as per usual, and climbed the three flights of stairs necessary to get to his room (why were there no elevators?).
He was fishing for his key as he heard a loud bout of rambunctious yelling coming from the common room. It sounded like whoever was in there was having a hell of a good time. He began fishing once more before another loud screech came from the common room and Takumi decided to check it out. It was only around 6 after all, so it's not like he was that tired yet.
As he walked through the hall, the yelling became louder and louder. Once he reached the end of the hallway, he peered his head into the common room, where he could see a blond and a black haired head peering over the couch and the third red haired man sitting on the ground.
"What are you guys doing in here that's so invigorating?" He asked, still just standing in the doorframe. The blond turned around, while the other two men kept poking at each other.
"Sorry, are we too loud? We'll tone it down." His voice carried with it a slight accent, and the other two turned to look at Takumi. All three wore apologetic expressions, so Takumi had to backtrack slightly.
"I- uh- No, I just wanted to know what you guys were doing in here." Smooth Takumi, other than the stutter, that would've been just fine.
The two on the couch looked at each other mischievously, before the redhead popped up over the top of the couch, holding out his hand to Takumi with a grin. "Name's Eliwood."
Takumi took his hand in a firm grip. "Takumi." Eliwood popped back over the couch and settled back down on the floor, and Takumi followed him further into the room, catching a spare glimpse of the TV and nearly freaking out.
On the screen was Super Smash Bros Melee, connected via an original Gamecube, with original Gamecube controllers and everything.
"Holy shit." He tried to say, but it came out as nothing more than a breathy whisper.
"You play?" The black haired man spoke up, and Takumi finally took a good look at the two men on the couch. One he recognized as Owain from breakfast that one time Leo was super mad at him, and the other he recognized from the floor meeting but was never able to catch his name.
"Of fucking course!" Takumi cried, plopping himself down next to Owain. Eliwood grinned from the floor and handed him a spare controller. Takumi didn't consider himself a huge gamer, but he could definitely get behind some Super Smash Bros any day of the week.
"We're doing Fox only, no items, Final Destination." Owain spoke, and Takumi might've believed him if it weren't for the cackles that followed the meme. If that was the case, Takumi was going to go with his main, Link
"Like hell." Eliwood shouted from the ground, picking Roy as his character and starting the match before anyone had a chance to complain.
Owain and the blond man both groaned. "Dude, why do you pick Roy. He's, like, so bad."
"Shut up nerds, Roy's my boy."
"He's literally the worst character in the game besides Pichu."
"Roy's my boy."
"Just use Hero-King Marth if you want a swordsman."
"Roy. Is. My. Boy." Eliwood ground out as the match started, thrusting all four men into a free-for-all fight to the death.
Eliwood's Roy came out on top, twenty one times out of thirty, and Takumi felt like he either got shit on by a pro player, or he really lost his touch.
"I told you guys: Roy's my boy." Eliwood grinned from his place on the floor.
"How.." Owain started.
"Is that kind of play even possible. How can you do well with Roy?" The blond man, who Takumi had come to know as Inigo, spoke up, staring lifelessly at the ceiling. "He's objectively bad."
"I've decided to name my first born son after Roy."
"Bro, don't do that. Please. That's too meme-y." Owain groaned as he massaged his own forehead from the sheer stupidity.
"That's why it's perfect."
"Won't Hector be sad that you aren't going to name your first born Hector Jr.?" Inigo asked, and Eliwood scoffed.
"Hector will appreciate the pure memeage of this."
When Takumi got back to his room, it was already close to 10 and although he was hungry, he knew there wouldn't be anything open. So he chewed up an energy bar his mother had packed him from home and settled down to sleep. It was already past his bedtime, after all, and Takumi was a stickler for schedules, especially when it came to his sleep schedule. It helped lessen the burden of his depression when he had a set schedule.
He fell asleep rather quickly, dropping himself into the realm of dreams without hesitation.
His dreams were about something bad, but by the time Leo woke him up, face to face, he couldn't remember what had been so horrible. All he could really think of was Leo's rounded face so close to his.
As his hearing faded back in, he could faintly hear Leo calling his name, feel him shaking his shoulder, and Takumi's groan jerked from the back of his throat as he sat up.
"What?" He jumbled out, through tired lips, and he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes before he looked down at Leo. His face was soft, like he wasn't sure of something. Takumi faintly noticed the lamp on Leo's desk was lit and several papers were sprawled out across the table. Ah, that was probably homework he had been working on.
He watched as Leo's face hardened, eyebrows furrowing down and lips curling into a displeased frown.
"You were having a pretty loud nightmare." Aw, Leo cared about him! Color Takumi surprised. "It was getting really annoying, and I'm trying to study." And nevermind. He should've known that Leo was only doing it for himself. Serves him right for assuming.
"Sorry.." Takumi sighed out, laying back down on his bed, before he turned to look down at Leo. He had gone back to diligently looking over the several papers scattered around his desk. "What are you even studying? It's the first week in the semester." Takumi propped his head on his hand curiously. "There can't be that much that you've learned in five days."
"It's for a history class about Archanea through the eyes of the nobility that once ruled it." Leo said, not even looking up from his notes. There was a quiet pause, and Leo stopped ruffling his papers around. Then he turned to look back up at Takumi, face soft once more. "What was your dream about? It sounded pretty bad."
Takumi was sure his chuckle confused Leo even more, but he couldn't help it. It must've sounded so bad from an outsider, but Takumi couldn't even remember what it had been about once he had be woken up.
"You really aren't going to believe this, but I really can't remember what I was dreaming about." Takumi laid flat on his back, eyes on the ceiling. "I can never remember what I'm dreaming about, only that it's bad." Leo was still looking up at him. Takumi could feel the burning gaze on the side of his head, though he didn't bother to look down at his roommate.
"Don't they say 'Dreams are things you have forgotten'? Perhaps your subconscious is trying to get you to remember something."
"But what could I have possibly forgotten?" Takumi whined, thinking hard about all the possibilities and coming up short. "I've never really been the forgetful type." Leo's own chuckle broke Takumi from his thoughts, and he looked down once more to see the blond looking up at him with a soft smile.
"It's just a quote Takumi. Forget I said anything at all." Takumi frowned, still staring at the ceiling with annoyance. He was already starting to fall back asleep, but he still had to get the last word in.
"I just told you I wasn't very forgetful."
A/N: bruh, this is super short but it's something? real life has been kicking me in the butt still and it hasnt even been fun
at least ive decided theres gonna be sex stuff in this fic probably so, well, rating may change, and ill change tags if need be
again, thanks for all the favs and views and comments and stuff :)