I Hate My Roommate

CHAPTER 20

Song: Pretty Boy - The Neighbourhood

Aelin pointed at their wardrobe and Michelle slowly walked into it, remembering she never bothered to ask them about their age. In the second Aelin dived into her bed and turned on the Tv and Michelle closed the closet's door, two voices sounded from the living room.

"Tadaima." Michelle hearkened a female voice coming from her left. She held her breath and did her best to not move an inch.

Aelin answered, also in Japanese, a male voice was added to the conversation, Michelle being able to understand a good part of it, something about not letting clothes in the living room and putting the dirty dishes in the right place. She heard the door closing with a slam, it made silence and then Aelin whispered to the hidden girl to wait a little bit. Michelle obeyed, trying to guess Aelin's age or find any reason for them to live with their parents.

They got off of the bed and slowly opened the door, finding Michelle's wide eyes, focused and frozen. "Hi." She smiled shyly. "And... How old are you?" She was looking around, avoiding Aelin's intimidating eyes, waiting for a nice answer.

"Seventeen."

"You are kidding me, right?" She asked in a low voice, facing Aelin already, who nodded with a smirk, involved their arms in Michelle's nape, and kissed her half-opened mouth. Michelle grabbed them by the waist, pulled them in, found their tongue, and sucked it, falling into their evil spell. "Wait, wait. Your parents just arrived."

"And they are sleeping."

"Yes... But no. I'm going home." Michelle kissed their lips again and looked for her stuff, sensing Aelin's eyes on her.

When Michelle put on her boots, she kissed Aelin again, with the backpack on one shoulder, sinking in the temptation of tasting every part of their body. "Bye..." She murmured, their foreheads pressed together and their bodies trying to get away from each other.

Michelle got home, and after taking a fast shower, she watched two episodes of Jojo's Bizarre Adventure and fell asleep with her phone in hand. The next morning she woke up, with body and headache, covered in sweat, forced to take another shower, where, again, the floor was painted red coming from her nose. After cleaning all up, like someone getting rid of homicide evidence, she ate in a video call with Sage, who was doing the same next to Skye, and read. At 3 PM she was on the balcony, smoking and appreciating the view, trying to guess the problems of the people that walked around the buildings, whether it was stress, anger, feeling threatened, trapped or unable to defend oneself, sadness, which crushed with an overwhelmed force of a tidal wave, making one drown in its embrace when the doorbell rang.

"Takahashi?"

"Kellet!" Takahashi entered without the need for permission, it was the first time Michelle saw them with an outfit that didn't have black included. Aelin was wearing a denim mini skirt with a shirt like the one they had the previous night but badly cut with a scissor and white long socks with white heavy boots. "I don't remember giving you my address, dude."

"I've been here already, idiot." Michelle sat on the sofa next to them, taking the last sip of coffee before asking what they were doing there. "I don't know, I got bored."

"I've got stuff to do and my body is hurting from yesterday. Sorry, I can't fuck you today. " She got closer to Aelin, with her hand on their thighs. "But," she broke the stare and got up, "you can always help me tidy my room, and then we can spend the day doing stuff I usually do."

They took the boots off, without deviating their eyes from Michelle and both walked, holding hands, to Michelle's room, where they spent almost an hour putting the things in the right place, while listening to loud music, discovering their tastes and opinions were pretty similar.