2 - Things Are Shaping Up To Be Pretty Odd

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The next morning, Bently woke up pretty late. Usually he gets up pretty early, like "the sun hasn't even risen yet" early. He sleepily looked around the room, trying to figure out where he was. Bently could hear the faint sound of water running, but didn't pay much attention to it. The boy got out of bed and headed into the bathroom to put his contacts in, so maybe he could actually see what he's doing. Bently went in the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He didn't seem to even notice Malik was in the shower...yet.
Malik hummed softly as he stepped out of the shower, and Bently immediately looked at him. Bently couldn't look away. Malik didn't seem to notice the other boy. Bently noticed the way Malik's towel was loosely wrapped around his waist, the way his wet hair was sticking to his skin a little, the way the lighting in the bathroom was just right, making Malik have this glow to him. Bently blushed as he stared at Malik. Malik glanced over at Bently and slightly blushed. "Dude! Don't you know how to knock?!" Malik asked. "I didn't think you were in here!" Bently groaned. "Well where else would I be?!" Malik asked, slightly raising his voice. "I don't know! It's the weekend, you could've been anywhere!" Bently complained. Malik groaned. "Just get out so I can change." He told the other boy. "Gladly." Bently replied, leaving the bathroom. He secretly wanted to stay and watch, but knew that probably wasn't a good idea at the moment.
Bently sighed and sat on his bed. He noticed something out of the corner of his eye. A shadow. They'd been haunting him ever since the fire. He had no clue what exactly they were, though. And he wasn't scared. They made him feel...calm, in a way. He stared at the shadow until Malik came out of the bathroom and scared the shadow away. "I'm going out." Malik said. Bently just nodded.
After what seemed like two hours (but was really only about 30 minutes), Malik came back to the dorm and tossed something on Bently's lap. "Here. Thought I'd get something to make you smile." He said. Bently looked up at him. "You didn't." "I did." Bently smiled and quickly opened the small box. Inside, was just what he was hoping for. "Was the last copy at the store. Those things sell fast y'know." Malik said. Bently got up and hugged him. "Thank you.." He softly muttered. Malik smiled. "No problem." He replied. "I love you..." Bently muttered, his words slightly muffled. "Hm? What was that?" Malik asked. Bently blushed and jumped back. "U-um..n-nothing!!" He quickly said. Malik softly giggled. "Yeah okay." Malik softly replied, sitting on his bed.
For the next 48 minutes, Bently mindlessly scrolled through LiveJournal as he listened to Panic!'s new album, Pretty. Odd. Malik watched him, just staring at the boy. Malik began to feel his face heat up slightly. Bently looked at him. "Are...are you blushing?" He asked, smirking. "W-what? No! I-I don't blush!" Malik quickly said. "You're blushing!!" Bently said, giggling. Malik blushed again when hearing Bently's giggle.
A few minutes later, Malik spoke up. "H-hey..Bently?" He slowly said. The other boy looked up from his book. "Yeah?" Bently replied, sitting up. "I...I think I'm in love." Malik muttered. Bently perked up a bit. "Oh? With who?" He asked. There was a soft pause before Malik finally muttered only two words. "With you."

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