"Y/n...?" His h/c hair appeared behind your door as C/n, your roommate, peeked in after knocking. "Do you have time right now?"
Truth be told, you were just about to start writing an assignment you had for uni, all your materials and sources prepared for the paper. But whenever this man peeking inside your room asked you for something, you were ready to throw all your responsibilities or plans behind you just to be with him or help him.
School or crush?
...
Crush.
Yes, that's where your priorities lay.
So you lied, "yeah, I've got time." You tried to play it off cool and nonchalant but your heart was racing against your ribs. You prayed to all gods above that your face wasn't beetroot red.
Because you kept turning into puddles these last few weeks whenever you just as much as saw him. Your feelings had been getting stronger anytime you hung out and even though you thought you did quite a good job hiding them, your body kept exposing you more often than not.
Your only salvage was the fact that C/n was duller than vegetable.
"Well, I was thinking..."
"You can come in," you interrupted as he was still standing in the doorway. C/n being such a polite boy he is never comes in without an invitation.
"Thanks," he smiled, - you screamed in your head - stepped in and closed the door behind himself. He interlocked his hands behind his back. "I thought you could help me with something."
"What is it?" You beckoned him closer with a nod of your head.
"Could you do my nails?"
You expected quite everything but this. But oh well, C/n was always kind of alt. That's what you thought was so hot about him.
"M-me?"
"Yeah. I mean, you've always got such pretty nails and stuff, so, yeah." He looked sideways, his ears tinted pink. Avoiding your gaze, he pretended to study his hands meticulously before also deciding to show them to you, as a reason for you to say yes to his request.
He wiggled his fingers in front of your face. "Look. They need some love and care from you."
You sighed, pretending to be somehow burdened and not as excited as you actually were. So he noticed every time you painted your nails and thought it was pretty?
You thought you were about to get a nosebleed, seriously.
"Okay, okay," you agreed, to which C/n happily clapped his hands like a little child. "What color do you want?"
"Black?"
"Are you asking me?"
He laughed. "No, telling." His eyes crinkled and a slight blush spread across his cheeks.
School's got to wait, you said to yourself as you pulled back the chair from behind the desk, turning it towards him. "Sit," you commanded.
The desk was right next to your bed, so you could sit on the mattress while he sat on the chair. Your knees were touching, but he made no move to move further away and neither did you.
"Alright then, give me your hands."
C/n placed his hands palm flat on the desk. Since you enjoyed doing your nails, you had quite some equipment for it. You took one of his hands - not failing to notice how his skin felt and how his fingers barely curled around yours when you lifted his hand - and began to first file them until there weren't any rough edges, then cut of the excess skin overgrowing around his nails. All the while you tried to mask how much your hands were trembling due to how nervous you were.
You felt his eyes on your face. You felt them and also felt the hotness spreading across your cheeks.
You did the same with his other hand and put a bit of hydrator on them. "Wait until it soaks in for like ten minutes."
He didn't pull his hand away from yours, though. You sat there, kind of holding hands but not really, looking at each other. Waiting for the other one to do something. His touch lingered, sending shivers down your arm, all the way to your spine.
You even thought you felt his thumb slightly caress your skin - but you didn't want to allow yourself to be so delusional. He just had his hand atop yours, nothing more. You were just doing his nails. No feelings involved.
Well, tell that to your nervously beating heart and see how it reacts.
You took a shaking breath. "A-anyway. Why did you decide to get your nails done all of a sudden?"
C/n shrugged. "Dunno. Guess I thought I'd give it a go," he said, finally lifting up his hand from yours to examine it. For a boy, his nails were quite clean and nice, you had to admit.
You immediately missed his warmth.
After several attempts at smalltalk, you finally got to the actual nail painting after his skin was well hydrated. You felt your hand shaking as you painted the first finger, wishing he didn't notice as well.
When you painted it, he lifted his hand up again and examined it in the light, turning it to one side, then the other, pretending as if he was some sore of a celebrity expecting high quality, high class nail design. He nodded to himself, pretending to be satisfied with a slight pucker of his lips.
A smile spread across your face.
You were much less nervous painting his second hand. There would still be some nail polish getting on his skin, but you always brushed it away with your own fingers.
It took longer than it normally should've and it wasn't because you deliberately wanted to prolong your time together. All that shaking of your hands and heart that beat so loud in your ears made it a little harder than usual, but C/n seemed oblivious to both as always.
"It'll be fifty, sir," you said in a formal tone as you finished, pretending to dust off your hands.
"Fifty?" he exclaimed, going with your play, and put on a cartoonish surprised expression, with his eyebrows raised, e/c eyes big and mouth open wide. "I'm afraid I don't have so much on me right now," he said after 'collecting himself' from the initial surprise. "Can I pay you in another way?"
Setting your hands in your lap to avoid him seeing you fidget with them, you tried your best to sound as normal as possible when asking, "what other way do you have in mind?"
"How 'bout taking you out for dinner?"
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I dont know what im doing anymore guys im sorry for this shitty part and for that fact that i havent updated so long 😭 😭 😭 ill try to be better promise 🙏
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Crush/Boyfriend Imagines
Romancereader x male love interest -crush imagines -boyfriend imagines -requests are OPEN! -wont write smut tho