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-a few days later
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you read his text and decide now is the perfect time to leave the gift in his room since he mentioned he was going out.
you head to his dorm and turn the doorknob. unsurprisingly, it's unlocked.
you enter his room quietly. inside his room, you quietly place the gift on his desk, careful not to disturb anything. the room is tidy, with posters of bands and a neatly made bed. as you turn to leave, you hear a door creak open.
you hesitantly turn around and see him standing there in front of the bathroom door. he's in the middle of getting his shirt on, which hangs around his neck, his hair still wet from just finishing a shower.
you freeze, caught in the act of being in his room. his expression is a mix of surprise and curiosity as he looks at you, his shirt half on, droplets of water glistening on his skin.
"hey..." he starts, his voice calm but questioning, clearly stunned to see you.
you try to speak, but the words catch in your throat as you stand there, feeling uneasy under his gaze. you turn to leave, but before you can, he steps forward and gently grabs your arm. "wait," he says softly.
he chuckles softly as he releases your arm and quickly puts on his shirt. "i didn't know my stalker was so... pretty," he says, a small smirk playing on his lips.
you blush slightly at his comment, feeling a mix of embarrassment and relief at his lighthearted response. his smirk fades into a warm smile as he takes a step closer to you.
"i mean it as a compliment," he adds, his tone earnest. "it doesn't bother me at all that you stalk me, you know," he says with a teasing grin. "especially now that i know the person who's obsessed with me has a pretty face." he says.
"uh... thanks?" you say, feeling confused and flustered by his words.
"i appreciate the gift," he continues, glancing at his desk where you placed it. "and i appreciate... you being interested."
"you know what, i change my mind about going to that party. you're going to stay here with me, and we're going to talk and hang out," he insists, gently taking your hand and leading you towards his bed. he sits down beside you, guiding you to sit as well.
"tell me about yourself. you probably already know a lot about me. i want to know you," he says, gazing at you with a mix of adoration and excitement in his eyes.
