Chapter 2:

After standing in the cold for a good five minutes Alexander figured that he might as well get inside. He made his way over to building B and punched in the code for the door. He heard a small click as the door unlocked and had to hold back a sigh of relief as he stepped inside the mercifully warm building. Alexander decided to check the place and see if he could find a sofa somewhere to crash on. He had just found a small study room with a couple of armchairs and a hot chocolate machine when a loud scream from the floor above made him jump.

Alexander grabbed his bag and ran toward the staircase to the second floor, silently hoping whoever had screamed had a key, and also wasn't about to get murdered. He raced up the stairs, absentmindedly noting that this must be the way to his dorm as laughter cut through the air.

"Laf NO!"

Alexander reached the top of the stairs and found the strangest scene he had ever seen unfold before him.

The corridor was normal, lined with red doors which he presumed led to the dorms. What wasn't normal was the people.
There were three of them, two standing on the threshold of an opened dorm door and one running through the corridor.

Normally, a student running through a corridor wouldn't have shocked Alexander and it definitely wouldn't have caused him to stare. But this wasn't a normal situation.
For starters the guy was very attractive, with curly black hair held up in a ponytail and dark eyes that went nicely with the warm brown of his skin. Secondly, the guy was holding an american flag as a cape and was laughing as he ran, yelling "VIVE LA AMERICA" at the top of his lungs. Lastly, the guy also happened to be shirtless.

As Alexander tried his hardest not to stare at the guys perfectly chiseled abs, one of the boys at the door caught sight of him and let out a startled: "Oh".
The sound made him tear his eyes away from the american-superhero-model-guy and look towards the door. One of the guys, a tall buff guy was looking amusedly at the cape clad boy. He was handsome in a rugged way, with well defined features and a humorous glint in his eyes. Next to him stood a shorter guy, the one who had caught sight of Alexander.

Holy shit, he was damned.

They boy had an angelic face splattered with freckles and framed by soft curly hair that Alexander immediately wanted to run his hands through. His eyes were an adorable shade of brown-green and his mouth was slightly open as he stared at Alexander. He was dressed in a plain black hoodie and dark sweatpants which somehow made his complexion even more stunning.

Alexander was at a complete loss of words.

"Bonjour, mon ami!" the words made Alexander jump. The shirtless guy had come to a stop in front of him." Who are you?" he said in a heavy french accent, seemingly unbothered by the fact that he was, well, shirtless.
"Oh,um..hi." ALexander cursed himself for sounding so stupid. "I'm Alexander"
"Alexander?" The cute boy from the doorway walked towards them. A smile lit up his face and he practically bounced over to them as he said: "You must be our new roommate! I'm John Laurens!" He extended his hand towards Alexander.
"Oh, hi!" They shook hands. "Nice to meet you!"
John beamed at him and Alexander grinned back. Man this guy was cute.

"Hercules Mulligan." The tall guy joined them too and raised his hand in greeting. " Nice to meet you, despite the.. circumstances." He shoot a glare towards the French boy at this.
"Oh shut up!" The guy shot back. "Pleased to meet you," he said to Alexander, grinning. "We were wondering when you would show up." Then he kissed Alexander on the cheeks.

Well, technically he kissed the air around his cheeks. But it startled Alexander anyways. The guy was still shirtless, for Heaven's sake.

John and Hercules laughed. "Don't look so scared, it's just some weird French thing." Hercules jabbed the French guy in the side with his elbow. "You get used to it".
At this, John shook his head wildly at Alexander. "You really don't".

This earned him a dirty look from the guy Alexander still didn't know the name of. He then turned to Alexander. "Anyways, I'm Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de Lafayette." He grinned. "But just call me Lafayette, everyone does."
"Gee, I wonder why," John muttered.
"How about we go inside and we can show Alexander around," Hercules said loudly, interrupting the bickering that was sure to erupt between John and Lafayette.
"Sounds great to me, this corridor is cold" Lafayette answered.
"Well you're the one who decided to run outside half-naked, Laf" Hercules responded.
Lafayette gestured towards his torso. "Are you saying you don't enjoy seeing my gorgeous body?"

Hercules buried his face in his hands while John doubled over with laughter. Eventually he composed himself enough to straighten up and throw his arm around Alexander's shoulders, steering him towards the wide-open door.
"Let's show you dorm number six Alex! Oh can I call you that, please? Alexander is sooo long."
Alexander just nodded while he pretended that he wasn't blushing super hard from the sudden body contact.

John basically dragged him over the threshold, followed by the sound of Hercules and Lafayette laughing about something and he felt a warm feeling spread in his chest.

Alexander was pretty damn happy.