the new roomie

Coming together pt1

I woke up slowly to the warm sunlight streaming through my big windows, my body fully enveloped by Emmit's. I squirmed to get out, which woke him up. "You crawled into my bed last nigh-" I began to explain, but Emmit squeezed me hard and knocked most the air out of my lungs. "Yeah. Sorry, I just didn't want to walk all the way to my room." He spoke uncomfortably close to my ear. "That's not what you told me last night," I began "You said that you 'didn't want the saints seeing you high'. Whatever that means." Emmit went quiet, but didn't let go of me. "It means," He finally spoke "that my preist told me not to smoke so much. And I felt bad." He spoke flatly.
"We're roomies anyways, it's our job to take care of eachother"

I wanted to argue, because clearly this guy's insane, but I didn't get the chance. My door opened and Jon peaked his head in. "There you are, man. What the fuck are you doing?" I wondered if Jon knew that I was wondering the same thing.

Emmit was quick to answer. "Connor got scared last night so I kept him safe. He's just a little guy!" Emmit said as he sat up in my bed. My blood boiled. That was not even slightly true. I stammered to get my side of the story- no, the truth, out, but all that came out was gibberish. "He does kinda look like a baby." Jon said. "Especially all wrapped up with his Uncle Emmit" They both looked so pleased with themselves. I was embarassed beyond belief. All I could think to do was hide my face in the blanket. Emmit and Jon's laughter died down and Jon said "We're just teasing you, kid. There's nothing wrong with sleeping with Emmit. Literally everyone on earth has." I could hear his lips curl into a smile as he spoke. Emmit's "Hey! C'mon man-" And subsequent playful arguing was enough to make me crack a smile. It felt good to not be the only one getting made fun of for once. "I dunno about you guys, but I got a 9AM so I gotta go." Jon said. "I'd better get up too." Said Emmit. "Good, get outta my room." I said, I felt like I'd earned the right to be catty. "Nope, you're comin with." Emmit said, and he scooped me up and held me, 'Bridal Style'. "You're really light!" Emmit remarked. "Thanks." I said sarcastically. I held on tight while he carried me down the stairs, with Jon walking quickly ahead of us. "He didn't fight me all the way down the stairs!" Emmit shouthed to Jon, who was on his way out the door. "It's because I didn't want to fall." I explained. I don't think Emmit heard me, because as he put my feet on the ground he said "Good boy." Very mockingly in my ear. Or maybe it was genuine. Either way, it made me cringe.

In the dining room, breakfast was actually on the table. Eggs, bacon, toast, the whole thing. All on fancy plates. "Leo made us breakfast!" Emmit exclaimed.
At the table, Bret and Carly were already eating. "He made you one too, Connor." Bret said as he gestured to the place at the table next to him. It had a little bit of everything on it. It was also smaller and pink porcelain. "He didn't know what you liked," Bret explained. That didn't really explain why my plate was smaller and cuter than eveyone elses big, white plates, but I didn't mention it. Instead I said "That's really sweet of him, actually." with a genuine little smile.
Bret and Carly nodded in agreement. "He cooks for us most Thursday mornings," said Bret "He says he's so good at cooking because it's 'a science'." The boys all shared a look with one another. I just sat down. "When do I get to meet Leo?" I asked, seperating my grits from my eggs with my fork "Probably tomorrow." Carly piped up "He's usually not busy on fridays. Maybe you can tell him how you and Emmit slept together."
I opened my eyes very wide at Carly, then turned my gaze to Emmit. Emmit looked more embarassed than me.

"Let me clear this up, I did not sleep with Emmit. He decided to lay in my bed last night and refused to get up. It was between sleeping there or in his bed, and I do not wanna sleep in his bed." I felt good after finally getting the truth out. "All Jon said was you slept with him" Carly said, half apologetically. "I wouldn't wanna sleep in Emmit's room either, the saint paintings can be a little scary. No offence" I think Bret's words did offend Emmit, based on the hurt look on his face. But at least now I understood. "Let's change the subject!" Bret commanded, and the others followed. At this point, I'm thinking I'm starting to understand the dynamic here. Carly listens to Emmit, Emmit listens to Bret and Bret listens to Leo. I'm still not sure where Josh, Jon or I stand in all of this. Wherever they are, I just hope I'm not at the bottom.

After breakfast it was time for work. A co-worker of mine, Shiahna, remarked that I was "Glowing." "Maybe I'm pregnant." I joked. "No but for real, you look happier. Did you start working out? Go vegan? Meet someone?" Shiahna was always so curious and kind, so I told her that I'd moved in with roomates and was just happy to not be alone everynight. "That is so sweet, boy. I'm so happy for you!" The days when Shy worked were always easier.
But even with the easy shift, my mind stil wandered. Did Emmit actually have some kind of crush on me? I didn't think I liked him back. And what about Leo? Was he gonna be cool? Or as mean as the other guys? It was honestly kind of exciting. I think It's becoming easier for me to fit in with the guys, since I'm not the weirdest one out of the bunch, honestly.