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Chapter 42: Far from home
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2025-08-13 01:41:15
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More Than Roommates Chapter 114
Alex~ Seth wakes me up by stealing the blanket. Not all at once though, just enough that cold air sneaks in and my body notices before my brain does. I make a sound somewhere between a groan and a protest and roll toward him on instinct, reaching out like I expect him to still be there. He is. Bare shoulder and warm skin. The quiet rise and fall of his breathing. “Hey,” he murmurs, already smiling. I can hear it in his voice even with his eyes still closed. “You’re evil,” I say into his chest, my voice thick with sleep. “Mm. Possibly.” He shifts, tugs the blanket back over us, pins me there with his arm like he’s undoing the crime just committed. “But you’re awake now.” “I was awake already,” I lie. He laughs, low and soft, the sound vibrating under my cheek. For a second, I just stay there, listening to it, letting my body recalibrate around the fact that this is where I am. That this is who I’m with. That nothing is pulling us in opposite directions right now.
More Than Roommates Chapter 113
Alex~ Lunch is Seth’s idea, which is how I know it matters. He says it casually, like it’s a logistical decision and not a correction. We’re standing in the kitchenette, him leaning against the counter scrolling on his phone, me rinsing out a mug that’s been sitting in the sink since last night. “Wanna grab food?” he asks. “Like, actual food.” I glance at the clock. It’s later than I thought. Early afternoon sliding toward evening, the day already half spent without either of us really noticing. “Sure,” I say. “Where?” He shrugs. “Anywhere that doesn’t come in a microwave-safe container.” That makes me smile, a small involuntary thing. It feels like a peace offering without being labeled as one. We walk instead of taking an uber. The campus paths are busy with people walking about, everyone half-aimed toward their next obligation. Seth keeps his hands in the pockets of his jacket. I swing mine at my sides, my bag thumping lightly against my hip with each step. We don
More Than Roommates Chapter 112: Scheduling Conflicts
Alex~ The first thing that changes is the mornings. Not all at once but it’s just enough that I notice. Seth starts setting an alarm again. Earlier than mine and way earlier than it needs to be for practice. It goes off in that soft, almost apologetic tone he likes, the one that’s supposed to ease you out of sleep instead of tearing you from it. I wake up alongside him anyway. He moves carefully at first. Slides out of bed instead of sitting up probably to not disturb me. He dresses up in the half-light with his back turned, tugging on socks, stepping into shorts. The bathroom door clicks shut instead of swinging open. From where I lie I hear water run and then stops. I lie there longer than usual, staring at the ceiling fan as it spins slow and uneven, one blade wobbling slightly like it always has. I tell myself this is probably going to be our new normal. When he comes back into the room, he leans down and presses his mouth to my forehead. It’s brief and almost pro
More Than Roommates Chapter 111
AlexThe gym smells like rubber and old sweat and something citrusy that never quite masks either. It’s late afternoon, the hour where daylight still sneaks through the high windows but everything inside feels enclosed anyway, like the world narrowed itself down to this rectangle of court and sound.I’m sitting on the lowest row of bleachers with my jacket folded beside me, camera bag at my feet even though I’m not filming. I told myself I might grab a few shots for reference. Warm-ups, footwork.The ball thumps against the floor in steady rhythm. Sneakers squeal. Someone laughs too loudly, the sound bouncing off the walls and coming back wrong.Seth is already sweating, hair darkened at the temples, shoulders loose as he jogs back into position. He doesn’t look up at the bleachers. He knows I’m here. I told him earlier, offhand, while we were brushing our teeth side by side.Might stop by practice, I’d said around toothpaste foam.He’d nodded, mouth full, and that was it.This is wha
More Than Roommates Chapter 110
AlexBy the time I get to the auditorium, the chairs are already halfway set up, metal legs screeching against the floor every time someone adjusts one an inch too far left. It smells like dust and burnt coffee and whatever cleaning solution Facilities uses when they’re trying to pretend a room is new again.I stop just inside the doors and stand there longer than I need to.The screen at the front is still blank. Someone is fiddling with the projector, tapping it like it’s a stubborn animal. A mic squeals, cuts out, squeals again. And a couple people laugh.This is it, I think.This is the moment where the thing stops being mine.Three days ago, it was still a timeline on my laptop, waveforms stacked like a city skyline, color grades I kept nudging warmer, cooler, warmer again because I couldn’t decide what honesty looked like in saturation. Three days ago, it lived in my headphones and in the quiet hum of my room at two in the morning.Now it’s… this.Folding chairs, a podium and
More Than Roommates Chapter 109: Stipends and Suprises
Alex~The first thing I notice is the time, because it’s already wrong.Seth is already gone when I wake up, which shouldn’t surprise me because practice mornings have been like this lately, but it still feels strange in my chest. The room holds onto him in pieces the faint citrus of his deodorant, his hoodie slung over the back of the chair instead of hung properly in the closet, the dent in the pillow beside mine that hasn’t smoothed out yet.I lie there longer than I should, staring at the ceiling fan as it ticks around lazily, trying to convince myself I’m rested.I’m not.My phone is face-down on the nightstand. I flip it over and squint at the notifications: three emails, two calendar reminders, a message from the queer collective asking if I can “just tweak the audio mix one more time,” and a low-battery warning because apparently even my phone is tired.I sit up, joints stiff, and drag my laptop closer with my foot.The project opens where I left it.Timeline stacked tight. V
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