(Read A/N⬇️)
Deans pov.
Currently, I was watching the nun which actually wasn't all that scary, in my humble cave(aka my bedroom). I slowly reached further into my bag of Doritos just as the door suddenly burst open and I shrieked loudly, it was Roman. "Why didn't you knock!-,"
"Dean Dean Dean Dean Deannn!" Roman exclaimed as he jumped onto my bed with his phone in his hand. "Look at this photo, tell me who it is!"
I sighed in annoyance and sat up in my bed, rubbing my eyes a little before focusing them on a very handsome man that smiled widely at the camera. "Who's this? You're boyfriend?" I joked, attempting to push him off of my bed.
He didn't even move-like at all, that's what kinda frustrated me.
"No idiot, he's my best friend from high school. He posted this on his account saying that he was back in town for the next two weeks," He says brightly. "It's been ages since I last talked to him and he asked if I wanted to hang out today-"
I cut him off with a big nudge which sent him flying onto the other side of my bed. "What does that have to do with me?" I mumbled groggily, fixing my eyes on the tv in front of me. "Come with me," He said, sitting up.
"No,"
"Why not?"
I sighed and paused the movie, sending daggers at him. "Because I'd rather eat junk food and rot away in my bed, do you have a problem with that big guy?" I said, already pissed off. He rolled his eyes and stood up, walking out of my room. "I guess not. Hope you have fun, you know, dying in that cave of yours,"
"I will!" I yelled as he closed my door behind him.
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The next morning came rolling by and so did my ruthless and annoying roommate. Just like yesterday afternoon he came running through my door, with that much force he could've detached it from the hinges and jumped on top of my small body. "Wakey wakey!" He spoke in a sing-song tone.
I didn't move. I didn't want to.
He started shaking my shoulder, poking my sides, blowing air into my face, but I just wouldn't budge. "Dean," He said wearily. He finally got off of me and I sighed in content, snuggling my face between my two pillows. Then I was met with the cold air that wrapped around my entire body as he pulled my blanket away from me.
I let out a small cry. "Ro,"
"Get your ass up, you have a date," He said. I shook my head furiously and grabbed one of the pillows, slamming my head into my mattress and laid the pillow on the back of my head. He grabbed that too which left me lonesome on my, what once was warm, bed.
"Get up!" He yelled into my ear.
I just slapped his cheek which he groaned softly to and moved away. Seconds later he opened all of my curtains, the light stinging my eyes. I looked at him then hissed flipping onto my stomach while my eyes were facing earthwards. "Why do you have to be so dramatic?" He asked, pretty much himself, cause I wasn't going to reply.
Then I felt his fingers curl around my ankles and I was yanked out of bed. With another cry I landed on my ass, Roman only crouched down in front of me with a hand on my shoulder.
"C'mon, it'll be over before you know it. He's a great guy. And I don't like seeing your lazyass on your bed all day,"
"You said you didn't have a problem with that, dude," I whispered, my eyes slightly closed. "Well I lied. Quickly, he'll be here in an hour to pick you up!"
