Sticking two hot heads who've had it out for each other since day one didn't seem smart. But yet that's exactly what happens. Roman and Will didn't "click" together, the closest they were to having something in common was their swim team and their n...
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horrible songs and I are like 🤞
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Get it up.
Get it up.
Get it up.
Get it upppp.
Will rarely enjoyed life, but it seemed pretty easy at the moment with the bright sun beaming into the kitchen through the sheer curtains with the aroma of the soup cooking sizzling in the air along with the music blasting into his headphones. Their bonding exercise was talking about something they loved for 5 minutes and they received an iPod with millions of songs downloaded. So Will contently listened, headphones plugged in, smacking the wooden spoon on the pot before he caught a head of curls with an amused smirk behind him unplugging his earbud.
"What are you listening to?" Roman soled as he plugged the earbud out of Will's ear and into his. He paused momentarily before giving a knowing grin, "How ironic."
"You're reaching the age considering how much you jerk off." He retorted.
"I'm not the sex freak here." He glared, throwing off the earbud and leaning over Will's shoulder to see what he was cooking.
Will turned around and shoved Roman's hands away, "What the hell are you doing?"
"I'm hungry." He smiled as his arm slid down Will's waist. "What are you making by the way?"
"Garlic bread and tomato soup," He glared, considering kicking Roman out.
"Why didn't you say so? Don't you know I'm the best at making garlic bread?" He smirked, pulling away from the blond to add a pinch of this seasoning he found on the counter. Will was quick to snatch it away.
"Never noticed considering the zero minutes you spend in the kitchen." He sarcastically spat out.
Roman brought his hands up, "I'm here eating, what do you mean?" He started touching random spices again and Will huffed in annoyance.
"If you wanna help, sit at the table and wait like the princess you are." He smiled and started pushing the dark-haired boy out of the room with his forearm.
Roman pouted, "That's no fun at all."
Will groaned before he looked around, "Then go put this paste on both sides of the bread," He handed a bowl of the garlic paste he made.
"Shit, I thought you made garlic bread from those boxes and just heat them up." Roman snickered as he left to attend to the tomato soup. The music continued blaring into Will's ears as he softly mouthed the lyrics to himself. Until there were lips at his neck, kissing their way behind his ear and playing with his earlobe. He softly smiled through the tickling feeling, using his shoulder to get the boy who couldn't take a hint away.
