The Catalyst

Then maybe I could collect my thoughts

A/N: Hello you all lovely people! I don't usually write on weekends but another oopsies happened. So warning for the smut o.O

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Mike's next morning begun almost as well as the other day. He woke up to a thump sound following with a groaning. When he shook the sleep from his eyes he saw Chester sitting on floor, next to his bed, rubbing his head.

"Don't mind me", he mumbled.

"Why... What happened?", the half Asian frowned and yawned. Glancing his clock he noticed it was just ten minutes before his alarm would go off.

The other groaned and chuckled then. "Just fall from the bed. Too wild dreams. Just go back to sleep, I'm fine."

"Oh... Well I need to get going anyway soon", Mike got up from the bed stretching.

Again he had slept really well and wondered how could a not so thick mattress be more comfortable than the actual bed he had gotten used to before this. Choosing some clothes and picking up a towel he noticed the other was staring at his bare back, but he looked like he had disappeared in his thoughts so he didn't dare to bother him. Instead he placed the clothes to his bed and headed to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he got to the door he noticed it was locked. Sighing he decided to wait since he could clearly hear the shower. So who ever it was, the person wouldn't be there forever. He could skip the breakfast and just grab something on the way to the college if it would take too long. What still amazed him how well the four total strangers had accepted him. They didn't know him. They knew only the person he had been best friends once. And still they trusted him so much that they let him in to their house and shared all that they had.

He couldn't really believe such kindness. Not that he had been treated really bad in his past. The problem was that he couldn't trust people. No matter how well they treated him he rather pushed them away than was let down. Cause that sure happened. It just wasn't usually fault of the other people. At least not directly.

Shaking his head he tried to get rid of the past that was yet again coming back to haunt him. He tried the handle once more to make sure the one who was in knew he was waiting and then leaned to the wall dreaming of a shit-ton of caffeine.

~~ Before, while Mike was waking up ~~

"The hell are you doing?", Rob groaned when Brad stepped to the bathroom while he was brushing his teeth, locking the door behind.

"Well I can't leave all sweaty now can I? Move so I can get to the shower", the other rolled his eyes.

Rob gasped annoyed when Brad pushed him from his way and swiftly undressed himself before stepping to the shower cubicle. He spat the toothpaste from his mouth to the sink and watched in awe the other turn on the water like he wasn't even there.

Not believing how arrogant the other was he growled and dropped his toothbrush on its place. "Seriously dude! You can't just walk in here, like I don't exist, and then.. What if I was going to the shower myself? Huh?"

"Rob I really don't have time to argue with you. I'm not late, yet. But I will be if you continue. You weren't going to shower. I know your routine", Brad looked him squeezing then a generous amount of shower gel on his palm before starting to lather it.

The taller man swallowed hard watching the process. It was already a lot that Brad came there ignoring him and undressed like that but now the foam was gathering to all the nice places making him beautifully slick and smelling wonderful.