The apartment

Chapter 1 Roman's new 'Roomie'

Yay i'm finally writing fan fiction sorry if this is bad I do write random fiction thingys, but this is my first fanfic so yeah... hope you enjoy

The sun was finally setting at ten in the evening and even though it was the very last breaths of summer Roman was thankful that it was soon to be over and that the next season would be starting soon. Roman huffed and began to climb the stairs up to his new apartment whilst boiling even with the lack of there being much sun.Three boxes of his basic to survive and the rest next Saturday. His mom was surprised it wasn't more, he'd always had to look presentable and that took a lot of stuff not to mention his machines and equipment for his side business online of costume repair had to come into existence because he wouldn't be able to pay the first bills any other way.
Half way through the hall he looked to his left dreading the inevitable confrontation with the man that lived behind that door he knew it would come but he would postpone it nonetheless. Continuing the rest of the way to the last flight of stairs a warm peach door that laid in front as Roman huffed a hefty breath from the climb.

"Three blocks and up four flights of stairs away from the theater, cheap and not too far from the station, work or downtown either. Has a bathroom, half decent wifi and rooftop access. It's perfect."

This was the thought process of Roman of the purchase but he had a problem with the idea of new people roommates and being just above the hall from his brother too. But other than that it was perfect. The place housed four with two baths. Even though it was more expensive than the other rooms in the building for rent. It was better than having a smaller room, a lower price and sharing space with that heathen and a stranger that could already tolerate his shenanigans from a week of classes and countless lunch breaks that was also known as his new 'friend'. He had heard rumors of his brother meeting someone, but it had never really occurred to him to find out who he was since they had already cut ties a few years back. It the past they had fought and argued and gave each other many concussions and yet they still cared for each other in their own strange ways. he'd always stall his audition an extra minute for the other to get to there even if he didn't want to go too or the other creeping out the bullies and scaring them away when they tried to pick on his brother and in return scaring their friends away too. No matter what, they always would always have eachothers backs if they could stop fighting! The last time he'd seen his brother is when he was three days late for his performance and stole the last bagel.
But then that stuff went down and now we don't even give each other the time of day.

"What happened?" A short young man around with big round glasses looked up at Roman jumping with excitement from the cliff hanger.

"So? I love a good story." The man was radiating positive energy with a gleaming smile and freckles spread across his face, man Roman needed to ask what his skin care routine was and if he could borrow it.

"Oh wait, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm your new roomie!!!! What's your name?" he said with an outstretched hand. And a giggle forming on his lips. Roman looked frazzled and nervous. How much did he hear, how much does he know what if I told a stranger too much? Roman starts to mutter to himself nervously, finally deciding on answering his new roommate in an extravagant fashion of course.

"I am the most fabulous Roman! A pleasure to make your acquaintance my kind sir.' he says most fancifully kissing his hand ' Also how much did you hear?" a quiet whisper followed.

"Oh!" Patton blushed and started to giggle

"The pleasure is all mine." Patton said with a giggle and a bow 'And only really from the bagel part since I'm a bit hungry so do wanna come inside and eat with me?'

The two entered the place laughing whilst carrying the rest of the boxes in.

Once they were finished Patton showed Roman the couch while grabbing two ice waters in hand. Roman was already sitting prim and proper in the very soft, very squishy sofa.