Beauty In The Boy's Dorm

Point o

I woke up earlier. I got up from my bed by

oset and tiptoed to the bathroom, making sure

side for guaranteed protection. I can't

e but Noah. I don't even w

ng into my uniform, double-checking myself t

, and any other signs of my

surprise escaped my li

ds tucked in the pockets of his loose pants, his jet-black h

ack, and I lost my footing. He dramatically caught me before I

nding around my back, an

rom his grip, about to leave the bathroom, his huge

oice was soft, smooth, and velvety like melted butter. "It's just s

tant he questioned me; I wa

mmered. "Um... I l

towards the bathroom sink. "I needed to use the bathroom too, but I had to wait. There

ious of me already; he threw that statement as a trap. De

nervous," I muttered. "And I didn't hav

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my study table as I stole glances at my other roommate while he dressed. "Why didn't

an into the bathroom. My eyes flickered back to my fingers as

He was suspicious of me, so

rson who was having science with me was my other hot roommate, whom I alre

and only then did he

a yes, he is op

arlier and taking all the time to bathe." I

, it is fine." He simply muttere

nd the moment his eyes met mine

nally... he is j

. I was about to ask another question when

hone the person was holding f

recognized the boy in front of me, his blu

h for you, femboy?" he muttered with a smi

ge crack; he tilted his head to one side. "What are we going to do about my phon

surrounding me? Why do I kee

ulders. He towered over me oppressively, and I sta

your entire school uniform this time arou

lled me behind him protectively. He s

gan thumping wildly in my chest. Christian was slightl

re Playboy type, while Xavier gave off

guys fight over you, even thoug

sternly. "This is your fault; you

s." Christian retorted calmly, with a playful smirk at

er if he was gay. D

harply. "Alan is with me, and if you have

ushed m

t I am a girl, and it would be-shut up! I snapped internally. I don't think

rhaps know

is devilishly handsome bastard's eyes then f

face only a centim

a good boy or not, I might be holding it for longer." His voice was a su

n, this time his hands slippi

a deep rumble that made a

was a mistake. I realized the only

playful glare at Xavie