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Chapter 24: and Chill
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More Than Roommates Chapter 27: Fractures
Alex~The room is warm, almost too warm. The fan hums against the edge of the window fighting the heat. Jordan sits cross legged on the bed, balancing his laptop like he owns the place. I’m hunched on the floor against the wall, typing lines of our script while he scrolls through editing timelines like he’s trying to win a race. His energy’s upbeat, sharp as ever, while mines is so dull it only makes the pit in my chest more annoying.“So,” Jordan says, stretching with a little groan, “when we cut to the campus protest scene, do we want that music overlay, or should we keep the ambient sounds?”I glance at the screen and shrug. “Ambient, maybe. It’ll feel more raw.”He nods. “Good call.” Then he shoots me a quick grin. “You’ve got good instincts when you’re not busy looking like you’ve been emotionally waterboarded.”I laugh under my breath. “Thanks.”He goes quiet for a few seconds, then side-eyes me. “You sure you’re good?”Before I can answer bless the timing the door swings open
More Than Roommates Chapter 26: Blood on Hardwood
Seth~“Again,” Coach barks and we run it again, corner to corner, pass, screen, cut, fake, drive. My lungs are aching, but I don’t stop.Correction.I can’t stop. Not after this week. Not after the look on Alex’s face when he said we have to stop. Not when I still hear his voice every time my mind quiets. Not when I still stroke myself to the moans he made. My duck twitches in my pants. Alex is under my skin now.I’m moving on autopilot until Jay elbows me in the ribs during a switch.“You good, man?” he asks, panting.I nod, even though I’m not. “Just tired.”He grins. “You always play harder when something’s eating you.”I don’t reply because yeah, maybe something’s eating me. Or maybe it’s someone.Someone I can’t have.We wrap up drills and split for a quick scrimmage. The court’s loud with the squeaking shoes, grunts and complaints from my teammates , the thud of bodies and the thwack of the ball bouncing off backboards. I keep moving, ball in my hand, trying to focus on plays
More Than Roommates Chapter 25: Warmth
Alex~ I roll onto my side, still chewing on another chip, and watch him pretending not to notice. The soft glow from his laptop screen washes over his face, catching in his hair, making him look a little too good in a way I don’t want to think about. “What are you even working on?” I ask finally, needing to hear something, anything. He hums low, not looking up. “Game footage. Coach wants timestamps for every missed play last match.” He pauses, glances at me. “Boring, unless you’re me.” “Sounds brutal,” I say, stretching my legs out. “Can’t believe you like this stuff.” “It’s better than cramming Media Theory, man. I saw you staring at that same page for, like, half an hour.” I grin faintly. “Rude. I was… processing.” “Processing what? The title?” His mouth curves into a smile. “Shut up.” I lob another chip his way; this one bounces off his shoulder. He laughs softly, catching it before it hits the sheets. “You’re gonna owe me a new bag at this rate.” “You keep
More Than Roommates Chapter 24: and Chill
Alex~ I eventually do sleep wake up to the sound of keys clinking against each other, muted by the soft hum of Seth’s laptop fan. For a moment, I don’t move. The light slipping through the blinds is pale, washed‑out, and Seth is still asleep on his bed, one arm thrown over his eyes like he’s trying to block the day out. His chest rises and falls steadily, mouth slightly open. My body feels heavy, but not the kind of heavy that drags you under more like a strange, empty calm after a storm. I sit up slowly, rubbing my face, and the memories come back in quiet flashes. The way we both agreed, quietly, to stop whatever we were doing. I stand, grab my towel, and head to the bathroom. The mirror still shows too much, my hair is a mess, my eyes are shadowed but I don’t stare too long this time. I brush my teeth, rinse my face, and head back out just as Seth stirs. His voice is rough with sleep. “You’re up early.” I glance at him, shrugging. “Couldn’t sleep.” He props himself o
More Than Roommates Chapter 23: Talk
Alex~I lie on my back staring at the ceiling, the dim yellow glow from the streetlight cutting faint stripes across the room. My sheets are tangled around my legs and my phone is heavy in my hand, screen dark.It’s past midnight.Seth’s bed is still empty.I’ve scrolled through his contact a hundred times without typing a thing. My chest feels hollow, like someone’s scooped everything out and left me with just the echoes. Tracey’s voice keeps playing in my head—then why does it feel like you’re lying to me?The door handle turns and I flinch before I can help it.The door eases open and Seth steps inside, shutting it softly behind him. His hair’s damp like he showered at the gym, his hoodie sleeves pushed to his elbows. He looks tired in a way that goes deeper than practice—shoulders tight, mouth pressed in a line.He notices I’m awake and pauses in the low light. “Hey,” he says quietly, voice rough, like he hasn’t spoken in hours.I swallow. “Hey.”He sets his bag down by his bed.
More Than Roommates Chapter 22: Buzz
Alex~I sit through the last few minutes of Media Theory with my pen tapping against the edge of my notebook.The sound is small, but it’s the only thing keeping me from thinking too hard.There’s a faint buzz in the room—not the normal low chatter, but something tighter, contained laughter that dies when I look up.Jordan leans closer, his shoulder brushing mine.He grins like he’s about to let me in on a secret. “So,” he murmurs under his breath, “we’re just not talking about it?”I glance at him, frown forming. “Talking about what?”He raises both brows. “You. Seth. The bar.”My pulse stutters. “What bar?”Jordan’s grin sharpens. “Oh, come on. Someone saw you guys leaving that queer place near campus Saturday night. Didn’t know you swung that way, man. Should I be congratulating you? Finally out?”My pen stills. “We weren’t… we didn’t…” The words jam together in my mouth. “It wasn’t like that.”Jordan studies my face for half a second, and his grin softens into something almost
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