My new roommate (FrUK)

Chapter nine

"You won't believe what happened today!" Arthur came running into the dorm room, closing the door and locking it behind him. "What?" I asked as he took a seat beside me. "Okay, so I forgot some stuff in my last class so I went back to get my books right, with my earphones in.... and I could not find them for some reason. So I assumed someone put them in a lost and found bin in one of the closets." Arthur stopped to take his breath. I had never seen him act this way before.

"Well?" I asked, urging him to finish. "So, I go to one of the closets, and I saw Ivan and Alfred making out! Hardcore though, and their shirts were off," Arthur slapped my shoulder. I started to laugh once he finished his story. "Why would they make out in a closet if they were roommates? That doesn't make sense," I laughed, looking at his face turn red. "I do not know; maybe those horn dogs could not hold it in," Arthur lifted a brow, making me laugh even more.

"Well, that is possible, so what happened when you saw?" I asked, sitting back amused. " can you promise not to laugh?" Arthur begged, putting his head down. "Yes, I promise," I said, biting my lip to stop laughing. "So, once I saw them... I did not process what happened right away, so I said, "come on, guys, seriously?" And I closed the door, but I ran away as soon as my brain finished processing it." Arthur's face turned red, and he started fumbling with his fingers.

I could not hold in my laugh, though. "You promised" Arthur looked up, annoyed. "I know, I am sorry, it is just- that was the only thing you could say at the moment? Not even a gasp? It is so like you to just say that. I wish I could have seen it" I laughed at him as he started to pout. "Did they say anything?" I asked, and he thought about it. "No, but Ivan looked pissed. I thought he was going to absorb my soul or something," Arthur said with a shiver.

"Well, you are not dead, so that is good," I laughed, moving hair out of his face. "Yup, still alive," I smiled at him. "What are you doing?" He asked, embarrassed, trying to hide his face by turning away from me. "Nothing, you are so cute when embarrassed," I laughed at him. That only seemed to fuel his sassy behavior, though. "How dare you," he glared, standing up to get a water bottle. "I am only joking with you," I laughed nervously. "You are not cute; you are something else," I laughed, and he turned to me quickly.

"What?"
"Nothing..."
"Say it!"
"Non"
"Damn frog"

Suddenly we stopped once we heard the door make a knocking sound. We both turned to the door, and I smirked. "I am sure it is them. Get it for me," Arthur begged starting to get into the closet to hide. "Hey, do not throw me under the bus," I told him, trying to open the door. "No, I shall not leave until they are gone," he complained, holding the door shut. "Fine! You win!" I groaned as I started to walk towards the door. I looked at myself in the mirror, and I shrugged my shoulders. "You owe me one Arthur," I said pulling my hair back.

Wait!!! They do not understand me; how does Arthur expect me to communicate with them? Suddenly, I realized that could work. "Hello," I started in a broken accent. They both looked at me nervously. "Is Arthur here? We need to talk to him about something," Alfred asked, trying to look past me. "Ahhh, Arthur? He is not here." I said, purposely making my accent even worst so they would not understand. "Ahhhhh..... Ummm, What?" Alfred asked, confused, and I nodded. "We will come back later, bye," Ivan said, annoyed, looking at me. I could not help but smirk up a storm.

Once they left, I shut the door behind me and walked over to the closet. Knocking on the door. "Who is it?" Arthur asked in a sweet tone. "It is me, idiot," I laughed. "Did they leave?" He asked once more. "Of course, my dear," I joked. I smiled a bit, backing up. He was going to slam open the door. Just like I thought, he did. "Do not call me your dear; I am no ones dear anything" he walked out and pointed the finger at me. "Would you like me to call you something else? How about dearest?" I asked smirking, and his face turned red. "I will not be giving into you! So do not even try!" He yelled, crossing his arms.

"Give in? Please clarify what you mean" I smiled, walking towards him. "Nothing, just get away from me," he spat, throwing his shoes off and getting into bed, still in his day clothes. "You could at least change into something more comfortable," I laughed. "As if I will be changing in front of you right now," he looked at me through the covers. "Would you like for me to turn away?" I smiled. "No, I am fine this way" he sounded like a grumpy child. He turned away from me and lifted the covers over his head.

"Arthur, let's have some fun, please," I begged, sitting on his bed and shaking him. "Like what?" He asked curiously in such a soft voice. "Let's walk to the store and get some snacks," I suggested looking at my watch. It was still a bit early. "Really?" He looked at me. "Yes! Besides, I have not tried British snacks before. Let me try your favorite," I smiled, pushing hair behind his ear. "Fine, if you really want to, I guess I could assist you on the journey," he said, getting up from bed. "Don't make it seem like we are going on an adventure," I laughed.  "It is always an adventure with you around," he turned to me, smiling.

That is when it happened. That feeling hit me harder than before. It was something I could not describe. It is like I was floating on a cloud seeing him smile that oh-so-sweet smile.

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