Just roommates (a bl story)

Chapter 1: Dumbass cant cook?!?

So imagine this, you just get home after a busy day at your full time job at the local pizzaria. But instead of getting home to finally have a chance to relax, you are greeted by your dumbass roommate trying to cook.

Well... Thats how the afternoons of a man named Zane Mayfield usually go.

"Gods damnit!! I burnt the fucking water!" Bruno exclaims, completely unaware that the guy that actually pays for the small apartment they share, is right behind him. "how in all seven rings of hell did you burn water?" the short man asks, dumbfounded by how bad at most things this guy is.

The taller man jumps slightly, upon hearing his roommate. "Oh-em-gee!! Hi Zane... How was work?" Bruno chuckles nervously. Zane sighs and motions Bruno to move away from the stove.
Complying, he watches as Zane pours the strangely burnt water into the sink and fills the pot back up with fresh water.
As the water starts to boil, Zane speaks "so, spaghetti. Why?" Bruno looks away before responding, "i wanted to cook for us tonight since you work all day, you shouldnt have to make dinner too. And also myhalfoftherentisgonnabelatethismonth-" he hurries the last part out. After puting the noodles into the pot Zane looks up at the man. "What was that last part?"
Bruno coughs slightly.

"I said that my half of the rent is gonna be late this month, uhm," he states as he continues to look away nervously.

"Ugh... Again? And you thought cooking for me would've been better than telling me?"

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Zane sighs heavily, and turns to start making the sauce. "It's fine... Just. Just try to have your half of the rent next month. Ok?"
The taller and slightly older man just nods, no verbal response.

By the time the dinner is finished, they eat in silence. And by the end of the night they go their seperate ways, Bruno on the couch and Zane in the only bedroom in the apartment.