College Is Like A Chronic Migraine [Murder Drones Human College AU]

Sticky Situation

N and Uzi’s relationship had been growing stronger with each passing day. They shared everything—from their deepest fears to their wildest dreams—and now, they were starting to explore a deeper level of physical intimacy. One afternoon, things started heating up in a way that was new and exciting for both of them.

The couple found themselves on the couch, locked in a passionate make-out session. N’s hands were tangled in Uzi’s hair, and she was pressed up against him, her breath warm against his neck. The world outside their little bubble ceased to exist; it was just the two of them, lost in each other.

N could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his nerves electrified by every touch. Uzi’s fingers traced patterns on his back, sending shivers down his spine. They were teetering on the edge of something new, something neither of them had ever experienced before.

Just as N’s hands began to slip under Uzi’s shirt, the door burst open. They jumped apart, hearts racing for an entirely different reason now, as Sam walked in.

“Hey, N!” Sam called out, completely oblivious to the scene he’d just interrupted. “How’d you feel about hiding a bunch of weed at your dorm?”

N and Uzi stared at him, bewildered. “What?” N finally managed to ask, still trying to catch his breath and process the sudden shift in atmosphere.

Sam dropped a duffel bag on the floor. “Yeah, my parents are coming to visit for the last week before the new year of college, and my dad is a high-ranking member of the DEA. I can’t have all this weed at my place.”

Uzi sat up, straightening her shirt. “So you thought you’d just give it all to him?”

“Pretty much,” Sam said with a shrug. “Oh, and Uzi, you might want to stay at N’s dorm for the week. That way, you guys can spend time together without it being awkward with my folks around.”

N exchanged a glance with Uzi. “Actually, that sounds like a great idea. Doll just finished moving out, and Thad is spending the last week of vacation with his family. So we’ll have the whole place to ourselves.”

Uzi looked at Sam skeptically. “And what do we get out of this?”

Sam grinned. “How about unrestricted access to my stash of weed for a week?”

N considered it. The idea of having Uzi stay over was definitely appealing. “Alright, deal. But you owe us big time for this.”

Sam gave them a thumbs-up. “You won’t regret it, I promise.”

Later that evening, N and Uzi moved Sam’s stash to N’s dorm. They made sure to find clever hiding spots, like under the floorboards and behind bookshelves. Once everything was in place, Uzi brought over her clothes and some personal items, turning N’s dorm into a cozy shared space for the week.

As they settled in, N couldn’t help but feel excited about the prospect of spending so much uninterrupted time with Uzi. The close call on the couch earlier had left them both a bit flustered, but it also underscored just how strong their connection had become.

* * *

N grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom for a shower. The hot water was just beginning to run when he noticed a strange chill in the air. Before he could react, Nori's ghost materialized, her ethereal form flickering slightly as she settled into view.

"Ms. Nori!" N exclaimed, quickly wrapping the towel around his waist. "I... uh, wasn't expecting company."

Nori's ghostly eyes took on a sad expression as she noticed the scars crisscrossing N's back. "N," she said softly, "what happened to you? Those scars... they're from your childhood, aren't they?"