Insomniac [BoyXBoy]

Boredom: Deadly

Jason had never been this bored in his life.

Literally nothing was going on, anywhere. Not on Tumblr, not on Flickr, not on Facebook (he even tried to stir some problems but nothing!).

But then again, it was 3 am. Most people were asleep. But no.

Jason's unhealthy habits included:

Insomnia.

Depressive Tendencies (Which in his opinion were a load of rubbish).

Being fucking sporty and fast but too damn lazy and anaemic to do anything productive.

So the panda-eyed child was sat in his room, on the computer, watching cat videos. Then he decided to go back to his dorm room.

Let me explain a bit about him before I begin with the story.

First his description because you need an image of this nerd.

He has semi-long hair which is always greasy and tied up with either a loose ponytail, clips or plaits (thanks to his sisters).

Lovely, amber-green eyes thanks to heterochromia (basically his eyes two different colours) and a thin-looking body, which brung jealousy from girls.

Jason was 175cm/1.75m or 5.74 feet. This shit was not short.

He was a 25 year old boy, who had broken most laws. Scratch that, he wasn't actually that bad a person, he just did a few bad things to get over his father's death.

Jason was a third sibling, having two twin older sisters who were quite successful hair dressers; the sisters were the reason for his hair.

But as he had finally reached college, these two suddenly seemed like angels for all their teasing.

"WHO IN FUCKINGTON WELLINGDICK HAS SUPERGLUED A XXL LARGE, FLASHING DILDO TO MY DOOR?!"

Yeah. Being in dorms was an interesting aspect of his life.

The entire block rang out with laughter as doors slammed open, his friends appearing from either side.

This is the protagonist now and the story.

"So. Let's start this off from the beginning. Whilst I was away, being a mature adult, you guys, who had come to invite me on a night out, saw my room was empty, after breaking into it, then saw my gay neighbour, whom I have yet to get to, who gave you a DILDO, AND SUGGESTED IT WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA TO SUPERGLUE THE DAMN THING TO MY DOOR AND YOU MERRILY WENT ALONG WITH HIM?!" The anger basically rippled off of the supposed adult whom had just spent half an hour carving up his door, which the people infront of him were paying for, because of a dildo.

Jason could barely contain his anger as Jaimee just turned a darker shade of red, Angel looked at the floor as he bit his lips, Flynn and Joey outrightly burst out laughing and the Harry's tightened their posture (his body holding back the laughter with all its restraint and her's just shaking).

"Jaimee Gartyn, you are a English-Welsh exchange student whom I could get deported within the hour and could tell your parents, which we both know is worse," He decided to start from left to right, beginning with the beach-blond.

His friend was a little jinx at times. Jason had always wanted a hot, english friend who was fun. But damn it, the boy loved pranking him so much Jason jumped everytime someone opened a damn door.

"Angellio Carsonia, you are a Brazillian exchange student who is banned from three different countries and is on their last warning no matter how much you flirt with my auntie," The second one immediately shut up, his eyebrows raised.

Angel was usually the sane one of his friends if he wasn't; the voice of reason against pranks like this. The lovely man was such a beauty among them though, a lovely, dark, tan from life in the sun, jungle, green eyes like the rain forests and dreadlocks which were usually prestinely clean and softer than most.

"Flynn-Angellico Corrello, Joey Hassity, do not get me started on you two because I will rip you both new ones." The two whom were laughing just kept laughing, tears streaming down their faces.

Flynn was of Italian descent apparently, as his mother always said so when she appeared out of nowhere to hide from people she owed money to. Luckily his father was mafia or something and paid for his education.

His hair was a luscious, bouncy mop, which was just about perfect for the boy, and the eyes on him could and had charmed many girls out of their virginity, a summer ocean blue.

Whilst on the other hand, Joey was the opposite, although Flynn's bestfriend.

A fully American boy with black rocker hair and steel-blue cold eyes, even though he was just as bouncy as all of the other dorks in this weird group.

"Harriet Williams. You are a lady in waiting shouldn't you be somewhere else, maybe at home getting ready to marry your fianceé?!" The girl shrugged then grinned at him, laughing and pushing her twin in front.

The two had oak hair, short and cut, jaggedly, like someone had mis-shaped scizzors and eyes like ice in the sun.

"Harry Williams. Why are you here? You are 30 years old." The older man laughed his deep laugh, just making Jason shiver slightly.

The group just took one look at the gothic boy who was then panting and pouting, having yelled at them enough for one night, and burst into laughter, dragging him into his own room.

"Happy birthdayyyy~!" They yelled out of sync, as they moved into their layed-out, mattress-covered room.

"Jesus christ. How did you  even get all those in here?" Jason sighed but the goofy grin that spread onto his face was worth it to all of them.

"Go to sleep, its not even 10am yet." He groaned with a grin.

"We love you too, little panda."

The next morning, all of the group had woken up except the nocturnal beast.

"It's not my turn. It's Angel's!" Harry denied venomiously, shaking his head.

"Liar! It is not!" Angel, being equal height to the 30 year old, quickly stood to stand off with him.

Jason wasn't the nicest person to wake up in the morning. Especially