•Pluviophile•

two~

"Hi, Thea"

Why Criss calls me Thea? It's my birth name and I honestly don't care about what you use. I like both names so use whichever you want.

"Hey. What happened this time?" I questioned with a sleepy tone. It's midnight and I have just cried, why do people always come to me with their problems. I don't mind but it's all the time.

"I couldn't handle the moans anymore. They have been going on for hours. He pays half my rent, but damn.. he is one of those bottoms who just begs and gets." Criss said it like he could tare apart all my pillows. It looked like he was about to too, his eyes were fierce towards them.

It was a little funny how this was his problems. His roommate always takes home some guy from the club. The guy is the one coming up to his roommate, of course, he's shy, but gets confident just in a few seconds.

I like how they actually take the time to take the taxi to one of their places, kinda cute. Like the clubs here have extra space, if you ask.

"Did they come into the living room again, when you were watching netflix?" I said that with a sarcastic tone, and I wanted him to get a little irritated too.

"NO. They started there. They don't piggyback to Jonathan's room or some cute shit like that. I was in the fucking bathroom pooping and they came in. There was so many moans it's unbelievable. You know our toilet door is like super thin, right!" he so angry I truly feel it attacking me.

Jonathan is his roommates name. He is one charming boy.

"Wait, they piggyback their way to the bedroom what kind of guys do he bring home. I want guys like that" Criss just looked at me so irritated as I said that. He gave me this look of 'Take me seriously' it's like puppy eyes to me you can't say no that.

"Okey, okey. Do you wanna watch a movie or something, to get your mind of the moans" I said mocking him. Which he purely just nodded in response and changed the TV to netflix.

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We're half way through 'Alex Strangelove' and even since the beginning Criss looked worried towards me. I could feel his eyes burn right into my skull

I wasn't really looking at the movie that much, I was mostly still in a state of shock but I was calming down and if I talk about what I just did I will trigger it again. He knows that.

With how it looked when he got here. A pile of pillows in the couch, music loud enough to hear those little tones outside the door. So he probably stood outside for a few second before he rang the bell.

"Do you have any food?" He asked, most likely wanting us to do something else.

"I'm not really sure, we can check." I stood up, him right after me. I walked to the fridge. The fridge had mostly just drinks and some muffins I baked a few days back.

Since I live one minute away from the store I don't shop much when I'm down there. Probably not the best habit.

"Do you want a muffin?"

"Do I have a choice?"

"If you want food, no."

He waddled his way in front of the fridge and took one of the muffins. When he tasted it he just nodded. I'm really confused but I don't question this dude, anymore.

The couch is full of piled up pillows and one apart from the others where Criss sat just some minutes ago. He always have a pillow when we watch a movie. Even when we watch a romantic movie.

He is looking at the window on the floor hugging his knees. "Some weather we are having lately." He said taking away the silence.

"I like it. It calms me down in a strange way" I said sitting beside him.