Emotionless Emotionals [Analogical College Au]

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Virgil quietly hummed along to the punk music playing off his phone as he unpacked his clothes. Every now and then, he glanced anxiously at the door, wondering when his roommate was going to come in. He didn't have any friends from his high school that came to the college he was at, forcing him to apply for a random roommate. I just hope we don't hate each other he thought, shoving a few t-shirts into one of the dressers.

The roommate he was waiting on, Logan, walked down the hall, trying desperately not to get hit in the head with someone's overly large suitcase or trunk, also trying to avoid any idiot who just happened to be running and throwing things in the narrow hallways. He rolled his eyes and he looked for his dorm number, hoping his roommate wasn't someone who would attempt to drag him to things he really didn't want to go to or have time for, if anything his roommate would barely speak to him when he realized the almost robotic and uncaring manner he presents himself with, nobody else seemed to so why would this person? When he finally found it, he opened the door and walked in, realizing that there was someone else in the room, from the obvious blaring music, he cleared his throat.

Virgil jerked when he heard the door open, scrambling to grab his phone and turn his music off. He turned back, his cheeks dusted pink in embarrassment, but stopped when he saw his roommate, his face turning a slightly darker red. Fuck, that guy was attractive. He swallowed nervously, pushing back his emotions. "I'm assuming we're roommates..." Logan said going over and setting his bag down on the bed on the opposite side that had seemingly already been claimed.

"Uh, yeah, I guess so," the emo mumbled, wincing at how blunt he sounded. Logan turned back to face him, trying not to make it obvious that he was looking him up and down to see if he could tell what kind of person he was, Sherlock style, "I'm Logan Pierce..." He stated very formally. Virgil tensed under his roommate's piercing gaze, shoving his hands deep into his hoodie's pockets. "Virgil Foster," he replied, not meeting Logan's eyes. "Nice to meet you, Virgil," he commented, beginning to unpack, organize and put up his things. "Nice to meet you, too," Virgil replied, turning back to finish unpacking his clothes. He glanced over at Logan every now and then, wishing he was better at small talk so he could find out more about his roommate. Even if he could, Logan didn't seem like the type for small talk.

Logan wasn't necessarily sure if he was 'doing well' when it came to the interaction, he'd glance over his shoulder at Virgil never able to catch him doing the same. When he finished putting his own clothes up he sat back down on his bed with his laptop, deciding to finally speak up, Virgil paused in his unpacking when the somewhat awkward silence that had settled in the room was finally broken by Logan speaking. "I'm," he sighed, "I'm not a social person in any matter... So my apologies, I've been known to come off cold or rude before without meaning to." He admitted it was better that his roommate know this before he develops a disdain for him over Logan seemingly ignoring or being rude to him. Virgil turned and sat on his desk, giving Logan his attention. "Guess we've got that in common," he remarked, giving him a small grin. "I'm not really social, either."

Logan gave an almost unnoticeable smile, his gaze softened from a piercing glare into something much kinder, "Really? Well, this is going to be much better than I first thought." He chuckled slightly as he adjusted his glasses. Virgil's heart skipped a beat. Was that a smile on Logan's face? His cold roommate seemed a little more relaxed, setting Virgil more at ease as well. "Yeah, I would have lost it if I was shoved in a tiny dorm with an extrovert," he agreed, climbing onto his bed so he could start hanging up some of his posters.

"That would have been a figurative hell for me, as well, I was terrified that I would have gotten one of the immature people that were running around in the hall and throwing things," Right, when Logan finished speaking a rather loud thud, sounded from the wall, making Logan and Virgil both recoil back. "Sorry!" A voice called from behind the door. Logan cleared his throat, "My point has been proven..." He mumbled.