RoomMates

Day 4 of their vacation (part four)

Cry's Pov
We soon arrived at the restaurant feeling awkward and hungry.     
     Walking in, a girl who looked about our age (in her twenties) sat us at a table in the back, and of course. We made sure Jack and Mark sat next to each other.
I sat next to Felix, and Ryan was next to Matt. Thus starting the huge amount of awkward silence that fell upon us as we looked at our menus.
There were a few murmurs here and there, but other than that it was a bust. And I don't like busts. Both kinds of ya know what I mean.
But after a good amount of time Felix spoke up. Clearing his throat before unexpectedly saying "If harambe and a llama were to have a baby, what would it's ship name be?". [literally what my friend asked me today. She went on and on for at least fifteen minutes].
      I rolled my eyes, laughing at his idiotic joke, but the others took it pretty seriously. Only chuckling a bit before answering one after another.
     "Larambe?" "Haramma?" "Lambe?". But when it was Jack's turn to answer he said "Why the fook an I friends with you again?", his bright smile widening as he speaks.
      "Well. To put it into simple words, you like balls. And I'm not only that but a sweetish one" he looked satisfied, taking a sip of water. [its a pun, not me just being an Idiot]
"Cry must love Swedish meatballs".spitting the water out of his mouth, Fe' gave Mark a deathly glare, getting a chuckle out of the whole table as he realizes he spit water all over me.
"For fucks sake" I say, standing up in my seat. "Well, I'm already done so I guess I'll just head back to the hotel" "sorry about that Cry, I'm done too. I'll go with him".
     "help him take his shirt off" Mark mummers once again, a devilish smirk placed on his face as Jack and him whisper to each other.
Giving a chuckle, our eyes meet. Playfully winking at him before leading the two of us, him in a fluster as we walk out of the restaurant.
My shirt had a little water down the front of me, and honestly I didn't really mind. All I could think about was getting back to my hotel so I could change my shirt.
"So whaddya wanna do?". I immediately answer, "Change my shirt", but think 'you'.
   "oh, yeah sorry about that..." I could tell he was feeling guilty about it so I dropped he subject".
"It's fine. How does hanging out in my room sound?". "Sounds good. Wanna watch Netflix?" "Hell yeah, but I get to choose".
"How about first one there gets it". "Deal". And with that he sprinted off, getting a head start as we ran across the walkway.
Before I knew it, he was waiting at the entrance. Whenever I call him he doesn't fucking run that fast. Yet when I mention Netflix he does.
When I finally arrive, panting and out of breath, he smirks. Of course, I shoot him a glare and put for a few seconds but once I look back at his bright blue eyes, I can't hold a straight face and groan in defeat.
"Yay!" He does a little dance, a quite adorable one if I do say so myself, before happily skipping off like the five year old kid he is on the inside.
Me, grudgingly (yet eagerly) following after him and soon enough opening the door to my hotel room.
       "The remote's on my bed. Oh, and there are a bunch of snacks on the bedside table". He just hummed, so with that we went our ways, him jumping onto my bed as I head over to my suitcase.
       Taking my shirt off and grabbing a clean one from the box.

Felix's Pov:
He just took his shirt off. Not realizing I was staring I stared at his half-naked body.
      His v-line was barely visible, and his chest, sexily ripped.
      It looked like you could fucking punch them and you'd bounce your ass to fucking mars.
      "Uhm...Felix...you're staring..." "S-sorry its just, I was surprised by-" "how fit i look?. Listen, I get it. you want to stare at my hot bod" While flexing his arms.
      "Y'know if your arms were just a little bit bigger, maybe they'd grow to be the size of your ego".
       "And then maybe it would finally compare to my huge-" "-Cry!" I quickly interjected, trying my hardest not to burst out in a fit of laughter.
      God dammit, why does he have to be such a fucking idiot. And you know what makes it worse?, he's one hell of a sexy, sweet, kind, and funny idiot. But sadly, everything but mine.