Warning: minor mention of drugs
Slightly NSFW
"Pleassseeeee just come over, you're good company and I am bored as fuck." The pleads of your best friend play over in your head as you remember the phone call you both shared not long ago. You arrive soon after, trudging along the vast entryway before walking into his fortress of a house, the Victorian lay out making it feel as if you're entering a castle.
"Rome?" You call out, your voice echoing throughout the space. There are no cars except for one of Romans, so you figure Olivia and Shelley are out and about doing their own thing. Shelley is perhaps at the general store, finally being able to go by herself for once, and Olivia is most likely conversing with Pryce at the white tower about business unbeknownst to you.
You roll your eyes as you get no reply back, and turn to hang your bag up on the coat rack to your right. You then walk to the staircase, wide and grand as it twists upwards towards the second floor. You keep your hand on the cool metal rail as you march up, your combat boot clad feet padding against the surface below you.
You make it to the long and usually ominous hallway, before walking towards Romans room. "Roman!" You call out again, as you enter, and jump a bit in surprise as you hear his smooth voice far off in the distance. "In here!" He yells back, and you furrow your eyebrows as you walk into his quarters, eyes scanning over the large and over the top space for a boy of only 18.
You decipher the sound of his voice, and realize he's in the bathroom to the left. "What are you doing?" You ask with a bit of amusement in your voice as you walk to the bathroom door, standing in front of it with your hands on your hips. "Come in!" He says, and you feel yourself growing more confused as you try to figure out why he wants you to go into the bathroom with him.
You shrug your shoulders, bringing your arms down to your sides as you grab ahold of the cold doorknob and push the door open, walking into the steamy room. Your eyes instantly find him, and you put your hand up to your face as the door closes behind you. "Roman! It would have been better to know that you were naked so I could have stayed outside!" You scold, cheeks burning hot as you close your eyes, despite your hands already shielding them.
He chuckles, the deep and harmonic sound bringing warmth to the bright room. "Oh c'mon, you can't see my dick or anything. Come sit." He says nonchalantly, being perfectly comfortable in the nude, especially in the nude around girls.
You sigh, reluctantly opening your eyes and bringing your hands down as you turn around, eyes fully taking in the sight in front of you. You swallow hard as you walk closer, trying to act as if seeing him like this doesn't affect you at all. You smile a bit, as you realize he barely fits into the white tub, large feet peeking out at the end, his toes touching the tip of the reflective metal faucet.
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Bill Skarsgård • Roman Godfrey Imagines
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