Roommates ~ Red son x mk

The Party

MK's POV
Todays the day. At 7:00 tonight Red Son and I will drive to Mei's party. Ive gotten to know her a little better over the past couple of days. Occasionally I'll talk to her between classes, but other than that our friendship is merely surface level. I hope to be better friends with her in the future.

In stark contrast, Red Son and I have a friendship that is much deeper than surface level. Who knew sharing a dorm with someone could make you such good friends.

And sure, maybe I have begun to picture him as more than a friend. But most of the time I banish the thought. I have like, no chance with him. Red Son is cool, and smart, and funny, and I'm just a dork. He probably isn't even into dudes. But if he was...

No. Who would ever chose me? I'm like, the most unlikeable person. Heck I don't even like myself anymore. But that's a story for another day. Red Son wouldn't ever think about dating someone like me. He is beautiful, I am a disaster.

Speaking of Red Son, here he comes now.

"Hey MK, ready for the party?" He asks, sounding super nonchalant and cool.

"Ready as you are. Well, I hope you're ready because if you weren't then that would be inaccurately representing how I feel for this party, which is super ready," good going, as if you couldn't sound stupider.

But Red Son, he just laughs. Which is really cute. I turn beet red.

"Sorry," I whisper. Like a pathetic fool.

"You're cute," he responds with a wink. Sigh. Oh what a perfect man.

I check my phone. "Look at the time, I have to gay-I mean go," I say hurriedly. It's not my fault my wallpaper is rainbow. Okay admittedly it is my fault but I digress.

He takes a few seconds to process. "MK, are you fruity?"

"Yes. No. Very. I mean no!" I blurt before running out the door.

I'm so stupid, I think to myself. If I told him, he might want to end our friendship. I can't go through that, not after how far we've come. Not again.

A small shimmer of hope reminds me that Red Son might be accepting, but what does that do to us? If I tell him, will he assume I have a crush on him and get weirded out? Will he forever push me away, not wanting me to get close in case I fall for him. Too late for that.

I arrive at my next class, which Mei is in. I sit next to her.

"Ready for the party?" She asks.

The party. I have to get a ride with Red Son to the party.

"Very," I respond.

I should text him sorry.

"Great, can't wait to see you at 8," she says with a cheery smile.

I should get my phone out right now and text him.

"Same here," I say while taking my phone out. I open Red Son's contact.

MK: Hey, sorry for acting so weird when you asked if I was gay. The only reason I said that is because my brother came out to me.

Real smooth, MK. You don't even have any siblings. Oh wait, he's texting me.

RED SON: It's fine

So not exactly good but not exactly bad. Oh well, I can't worry about Red Son right now. I have to take notes.

——time skip——

It's the end of the day, and I have to face Red Son. I open the door.

"Hey," he says with his charming grin. But there's something off about it. Something's wrong.

"Hey, you ok?" I ask.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Congrats on your brother, by the way,"

"My brother?"

"The one who came out to you today? Please tell him I'm proud of him," Red Son explains, looking confused.

I mentally facepalm. "Oh, I'll be sure to let him know." Thoughts are running through my head, but I dismiss them all. He's just an ally trying to show platonic kindness to me and my imaginary brother.

"Ready to go to the party? Have you eaten?" He asks.

"Yeah I have, have you?" I ask.

"Yep," he responds confidently, but I know he's lying. There's something about the way he says it. I'll have to ask him later.

"Okay, let's go then," I cringe at our bland conversation. Something defiantly happened.

We get into his car and cruise down the road. It's painfully quiet. Finally, Red Son turns on the radio. We drive the rest of the way in silence.

I hate this. I hate what I've caused to happen between us. I shove my feelings down. I'm gonna have a good time tonight, and I'm gonna get so wasted that I'm not gonna remember any of this by tomorrow morning. Maybe then I'll have a good time.

We pull to the side of the road next to an enormous house. I check the address twice to make sure I'm right, but due to the cars parked down the block, I assume this is the right place. We get out and knock on the door.

"Hey guys," Mei answers.

"Hi," we chorus.

"So we have ping pong here, drinks are here, Mario kart is over here in this room, and the spiked soda is in the kitchen," she says, gesturing to various places. She rambles on, listing off other things, but I tune it all out, pouring a tall glass of spiked sprite.

I notice Red Son so the same. Great. Maybe we'll both forget and we can go back to the way things used to be. Or not, I don't even care at this point. I don't care about anything. I take a sip from my cup, feeling the burning liquid make its way down my throat. It's not enough. I chug the entire cup and fill it all the way back up. Tonight's gonna be a long night.

I am not myself. Even through the haze of the alcohol I can tell. I'm confident, witty, everything the real me could never me. Some small, insignificant part of my brain tells me I should stop drinking, but the rest of me drowns it out, wanting everything to go away. I dance, and beat people at Mario Kart, and I drink. Occasionally I'll see Red Son, but when I do I drink some more and run away. I can't think of him right now, not when I'm so drunk.

Or maybe I should take a chance. Pin him to a wall and tell him everything. Who cares, I can blame it on me being drunk.

But I can't. Oh well. There will be other parties.

Eventually, I have to go to the bathroom. Mei tells me where to go because the main bathroom is occupied. I walk upstairs and down a long hallway. When I walk back out of the bathroom, the hall is utterly dark. And still. I can't see my hand when it's right in front of me. I feel something grab my hand.

I'm slammed into the wall. My hands are pinned above my head. I feel someone's body close to me, someone's hot breath near my ear.

"You've been avoiding me," a voice whispers, and my heartbeat skyrockets.

It takes a second for my eyes to focus, but finally I make out Red Son, holding me against the wall, his lips brushing my ear. He's drunk and so am I, so what the hell. I'm not gonna stop him.

"Sorry," I barley whisper.

"It's fine, my love. Have I done something wrong?"

"No, you're perfect," and with that, my lips find his.

It's just that. Perfect. He drops my hands in favor of my hips. He grasps them while my hands find his hair. I loop my hands around his neck and he rests his behind my back. I smile into his chest, hoping he will hold me there forever.

"I love you," he mutters into my hair.

"I love you too."

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AN: Sorry for the crappy romance, but I'm trying to get better :,).