I throw open my front door, letting Apollo inside before closing it behind us with a sigh. We both take out suit jackets off and throw them to the side, not bothering to hang them up on the coatrack."It's so late," I groan, throwing myself onto a worn armchair.
"You're the one who insisted on being the last ones to leave," Apollo sighs with endearment. He looks around my living room, taking in every bit of furniture with a frown on his face.
"What?" I pout. "Do you not like my setup?"
"I don't remember seeing the neon pink beanbag last time I was here," he raises an eyebrow in question.
"Yeah, I'm borrowing it from Hypnos. You should see their dorm- it's all neons. Surprising, really. I wonder how they sleep when their room is filled with such blinding colors."
"By borrowed, you mean stole, right?"
"Aw, you know me so well!" I grin and recline farther in the chair, resting my arms behind my head leisurely.
"Why the hell am I dating a kleptomaniac?" Apollo mumbles to himself.
"Because this klepto happens to also be outrageously witty and his looks are a ten."
"Debatable," Apollo grumbles before forcefully plopping down on a wooden chair across from me. The legs wobbled under him before promptly snapping, causing Apollo to fall backwards and sprawl on the floor.
I burst out laughing, Apollo's shocked expression turning into a deepset scowl as I wipe the tears forming in my eyes.
"Ow! Geez, what the hell Hermes!"
"What?!" I giggle. "I didn't do anything!"
"Why do you have a dysfunctional chair in your living room? You could have warned me it'd collapse!"
"I didn't know it would," I grin. "I've never sat in it before."
"Do you not use any of your furniture?" Apollo sat himself up, rubbing his forehead in stress.
"Not all of it, most of it I just grab for fun." I pat the armchair I'm lounging on. "This one is my favorite. It's actually functional, and I got it from an old professor I hated."
"So you steal out of spite?"
I scoff. "Of course! This particular teacher gave me an F on my final exam, so I paid his house a little visit while he was out of town."
"You stole from a teacher because you got a bad grade?" Apollo shook his head in distaste, but was unable to hide his small smile. "Have you ever considered that maybe you deserved that grade?"
"Nope," I hum lightly. "Definitely not."
"You're insane." Apollo stands up, looking around the room skeptically. "Which one of these chairs won't break when I sit on it?"
"I dunno," I grin peevishly. "Why don't you find out?"
Apollo's frown deepens as he glares at me. "It's two in the morning and I'm exhausted. I'll go back to my own dorm if one more chair collapses under me. I don't want to break my spine."
"Your spine is that fragile?"
"Hermes." Apollo's eyebrows furrow.
I sigh. "Alright, fine, cranky-pants. Come here."
"Huh?" Apollo tilts his head.
"I said come here." I pat my legs before making grabby motions towards him. "Get your ass over here before I fall asleep."
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Olympus College
RomanceHermes, a determined charmer is new to Olympus College. As he gains popularity to secure the attention of the olympians; he also gains the ever-growing romantic attention of and rivalry of his classmate Apollo. Disclaimer: this is an AU and won't be...