Roll the Dice

Fuckin' Liar

Lucas woke up groggily and rubbed his face with his hands. Mark laid next to him, completely dead to the world, and unwilling to get up anytime soon. The tan man decided to just let Mark sleep but got out of bed himself. He almost hit the floor when he stood up and felt the pain from the night before hit him all at once. Lucas was sure his ass would hurt for at least a few days and make it extremely difficult to walk anywhere. 

Still, class time was going to come, one way or another and he had to go if he wanted to pass the exam at the end of the month. So, Lucas stiff-legged to his closet and got dressed, and spent nearly ten minutes pacing the room until he thought he had a normal walk down. Before the Chinese man shrugged his heavy backpack on, he gently pressed a kiss to his roommate's forehead and pulled the comforter higher around his pale shoulders. 

What greeted Lucas on his way out was a door covered in angry notes from people in their hall. 

Go to a hotel next time!

I live three doors down and still heard you!

Please be quieter :(

Find another place to be loud all night

If I fail my test today, I'm kicking your ass!!!!

Lucas grinned and shoved all of the notes in the side pocket of his backpack and strolled to class, satisfied that the entire hall hated them for their games. 

"So, what games did you and Mark play last night," Xiaojun asked. Lucas smiled at his plate and shrugged his shoulders. 

"You know, rolled some dice and played around. Nothing major."

"Is that why you have bags under your eyes bigger than Yangyang?" 

"Shut up you caterpillar eyebrow freak," the Taiwanese boy retorted. 

"Where's Mark anyway," Kun asked. The magician stole a fry from his younger friend's tray as a purple-haired figure approached the table. 

"Yeah, where is Mr. Lee," Yuta asked as he grabbed Lucas in a choke-hold. "Did those dice come in handy?"

"I'll let him tell you what happened," Lucas told him with a sly grin. 

"That means yes! Tell me, who benefitted most? I'm figuring Mark since he isn't here, but, please tell me you didn't break my friend." The Chinese man nearly pushed his purple-haired friend off the seat and threw a grape at him.

"He's tired so I let him sleep in. I got his work from class too, so he won't get behind on anything." 

"Isn't that sweet," Hendery cooed. "Lulu taking care of his room-Ow!" Lucas kicked Hendery under the table as Kun smacked him on the back of the head with a notebook. "Don't gang up on me!" Yuta laughed at the antics of his Chinese friends and stood from the table. 

"I'll leave you be, but take care of Mark, alright? I'll hurt you if you do something bad to him." Lucas just grinned and gave him a thumbs up while his friends gave him odd looks. When Yuta left, Yangyang scooted closer to his giant companion on the bench.

"Why would you need to take care of him? Did he get hurt during your games?"

"We got a little competitive," the tan man explained. "I'll make sure he's fine, don't worry about him." When the group dispersed for their next classes, the Hong Kong native made a mental note to get some pain killers for Mark and cleaner to remove the stains from the carpet.

Lucas opened his dorm room with a heavy backpack, an aching body, and a bag of carpet cleaner and Naproxen. "Hey, I got your work and some notes from your classes-" He was cut off by a flying leather book that hit him in the chest. 

"You fuckin' liar! You said you never imagined having sex with me! This book is full of wet dreams about me!" Lucas's cheeks turned red and he dropped his head. 

"You weren't supposed to read that," he said bashfully. He picked the book up off the ground and set it on his desk, avoiding looking at the male lying in bed. The tan man busied himself with stripping his bed and changing the sheets while Mark stared at him with hard eyes. 

"Take off your clothes and get on your hands and knees in front of me and maybe I won't shove my fist up your ass." Lucas laughed to himself and stripped off his clothes before climbing onto his roommate's bed. "When I can walk again, maybe we'll act out some of those fantasies of yours," Mark said suggestively. The pale boy smiled cheekily when he heard Lucas huff a laugh and sucked on two of his fingers before thrusting them roughly into his friend's hole.