Art VS Technology

Chapter 9

Oliver sat on Remy's bed, waiting for him to get out of the bathroom so he could change.

"Hurry your fat ass up! I want to go to sleep!" Oliver said, pounding on the bathroom door.

"Just change in there!" Remy yelled.

Oliver rolled his eyes, beginning to change into Remy's oversized clothes.

"If you come out while I'm changing, I'm going to kill you in your sleep," Oliver said.

"That's nice," Remy said, leaning against the doorframe.

Oliver turned and glared at him. "I hate you."

"I know you do. Now, shut up and let's go to bed." Remy said, walking to one side of the bed before getting under the blankets.

"Fine," Oliver said, getting into the empty side of the bed. "Just a warning, I don't cuddle. And, I can get very dangerous in a short amount of time."

"Noted," Remy said a small smile on his face. He turned off the lamp on his bedside table, making the room go pitch black.

Remy turned towards Oliver. "Night, princess."

"Night, pretty boy," Oliver said before laying on his side.

As Remy began to fall asleep, he started to Oliver closer to him, putting an arm around his waist, and Oliver didn't seem to care.

Actually, Oliver enjoyed it. He ended up snuggling closer to Remy.

~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Remy awoke to the sound of his alarm clock. He tried to get out of bed but soon realized that it would be close to impossible.

Oliver was sound asleep on his chest and their legs were tangled together, along with the blankets.

Remy nudged Oliver, trying to wake him up. "Hey, princess, it's time to get up. We have to get ready for work." Remy whispered to Oliver.

Oliver opened his eyes and lifted his head, looking Remy in the eye. "Hey, pretty boy." He whispered, his voice scratchy and hoarse.

"If you'd let me go, I could get in the shower, and we could get out of here quicker," Remy said.

Oliver groaned and moved his body away from Remy's. "Oh, I need clothes."

Remy got out of bed, and went to his dresser, pulling out 2 shirts and 2 pairs of jeans.

"Wear these. They may be a little big, but they'll work for today." Remy said, throwing Oliver a black shirt and blue jeans. Remy took the other shirt and jean with him, seeing as he was getting in the shower.

Oliver picked up the clothes, quickly changing before walking into the kitchen.

"Morning!" Ruby said as she noticed Oliver had walked in. "Take a seat at the dining room table, and the food will be done here in a second."

"Thank you, Ruby," Oliver said, doing as she said.

Ruby scoffed. "Please, call me Gram." She brought out a plate of food for Oliver and another plate for Remy.

"Remy's in the shower. He should be out soon." Oliver said.

"We'll get start eating without him." Ruby smiled, causing Oliver to smile too.

As they began to eat, Remy came into the dining room. "Eating without me?"

"You take forever!" Oliver stated.

Remy sat down and began eating, staring at Oliver the whole time.

"Do you have a problem? You're staring." Oliver asked.

"Nope. You just look adorable in my clothes." Remy smiled.

Oliver rolled his eyes before looking at his phone. "We should get going. We'll be late if we don't."

The boys stood up and took their plates to the sink before grabbing their things and saying bye to Ruby.

"Oliver, you come back anytime you like!" She yelled from the doorway.

"Trust me, I will," Oliver yelled back.

They got in the car and began driving to the school.

"She really likes you. She only tells you to come back if she really likes you." Remy said.

"Oh. I'm guessing that's a good thing." Oliver said.

"It's really good if you plan on coming around more," Remy responded.

"Is that your way of asking me out?" Oliver asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Yeah," Remy said.

"Then I will," Oliver said with a smile.

Remy put the car in park as he pulled into his parking spot at the school. "Let's get inside."

They walked into the building and clocked in before going to their classrooms.

As Oliver walked in, he noticed that students were already there and class was about to begin.

"Well, good morning. Sorry, I'm a little late." He said as he went to his desk.

"So, how was the date?" A student asked.

"It was great!" Oliver said.

"Let me guess, you stayed the night?" Another student asked.

"How do you know?" Oliver asked.

"That's not your shirt. And, last time I checked, you don't do anything with engineering and your last name isn't Brooks." The same student said.

Oliver looked at the shirt, for the first time this morning, noticing it was for an engineering program, and Remy's last name was on the back.

"Well, fuck."