Roman Sanders One-shots

Stupid (Part 2)

TW: self-doubt ig, sleep deprivation, worrying about financial situations (Is that a trigger? eh, whatever), sexual mentions/innuendos/implications

Blonde Roman :) I was thinking about possibilities why people thought he was dumb and I was like- LEGALLY BLONDE-

Unedited, of course.

Roman wasn't stupid. 

But he was starting to doubt that statement.

He'd been given weird looks when entering the college for the first time and was asked several times if he had gone to the wrong place.

He wasn't sure why. Was it the way he walked? 

How he presented himself? 

His phone?

Before college, he'd applied for several jobs but Roman felt everyone had some sort of grudge against his confidence.

 One time, he'd watched the employer drop his resume into the bin. 

Perhaps it was him resembling some kind of rich kid, he wasn't sure.

He groaned and banged his head against the library desk. The librarian gave an aggressive, "SHHHH" before reshelving the books.

He had barely any sleep and the classes seemed to be getting harder and if he wasn't able to finish the courses, he wouldn't get a job, and if he didn't get a job he couldn't help run that bird shelter without hiring people, which would lead to more debt-

Logan nudged Roman.

"Are you alright?"

Roman groaned and sipped his disgusting mix of several energy drinks and coffee.

"You should get some sleep."

"Nooooo!" He whined, and he cringed at his voice.

"Why do you insist on taking the most difficult courses?"

"Cos, I- I wanna prove I'm smart." He mumbled into the desk, his eyes slipping closed. 

Logan sighed to the sound of Roman snoring. He nudged Roman, but he was out cold. He groaned and packed Roman's bag for him. He slung the backpack around his shoulder and basically hauled him to the dormitories.

Roman muttered something about mashed potatoes as Logan opened the door and basically threw Roman on the couch.

Logan plopped Roman's bag on the floor and sat next to snoring classmate. Roman's phone rang, and Logan did not want to disturb Roman's much-needed sleep, he answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hello?! Who the FAK are you? You some kind of one night stand Roman had there?" A squeakily posh voice asked. Logan would have to admit the questions caught him a bit off-guard.

"No, I'm simply a friend and a classmate from his writing class. What do you request from Roman?"

"Just checking up on him. Tell him that his brother called if he wakes up."

The caller hung up on him.

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Logan was studying in his dorm when he heard a rhythmical knocking sounding suspiciously like the one from Frozen. A familiar voice called out, "LoGanNNn!"

He got up quickly and opened the door to a clearly intoxicated Roman. 

"Helloooo specssss!" He giggled, almost tackling Logan with a hug.

Logan inwardly groaned. Drunk Roman was apparently very affectionate and clingy.

Their trip to Roman's dorm wasn't as quick as it should've been. Roman stumbled to his bedroom. Logan followed.

"Why were you drinking so much anyways?"

"'M not StuPid!" He grumbled.

"What..?"

"Everyone thinks 'm stupid. 'm starting to think I am. Even mum and dad. Blondes...aren't 'sposed to be smarttt" He mumbled, his dishevelled blonde hair falling into his eyes.

Logan hesitantly reached out and took his hand.

"It may not be much, but I do believe you are intelligent, though perhaps lacking in common sense."

Roman giggled and hugged Logan again.

Logan allowed himself to a small smile, imagining the hang-over that would inevitably follow that night. 

"Well, I must return to my dorm. Goodbye, Roman." He said, closing the bedroom door and heading back to his dorm.