“Hi,” Matthew closed the door behind him, looking around the small cabin. “I’m Matthew.”
The alpha jumped, hitting his head on the top bunk. He groaned, turning around, “Lord.” He rubbed the back of his head, giving the other alpha a lopsided smile, “hi –Asher.” The alpha held out a hand for Matthew, “you are my roommate?”
“Yes, I believe so.” Matthew shook his hand briefly, “they would like us to get to know each other.” He glanced at the bottom bunk, “I take it that you have already picked your bed?”
Asher looked back, frowning, “oh –yeah –I am sorry about that.” He quickly threw his things to the ground, “you can have the bottom.”
Matthew blinked quickly at him then his clothes on the floor, “you really did not have to.”
Asher huffed, rubbing his face, “can we start over?” He groaned, “I am really sorry.”
The dark-skinned alpha gave him a weak smile, “how do you ‘start over’ when we have already met?”
Asher thought for a moment, “I got it.” He grabbed Matthew’s bag, stuffing it into the alpha’s hands, pushing him out the door. “Okay.” He smiled brightly, “when you are ready.”
Matthew jumped slightly when Asher slammed the door in his face. He looked around, seeing everyone already in their cabins. Matthew opened the door slowly, lifting a brow at Asher now sitting in a chair. He looked at the bottom bunk, then the floor, seeing the clothes were gone. “Uh-”
“Oh,” Asher stood, “hi, I am Asher.”
Matthew’s lips parted, “wha –I am –is this a joke?”
Asher frowned, “a joke? Not at all. You must be my partner –your name?”
“You know my name.”
“Nope.”
“Yes, you do, I told you it.”
Asher shrugged, hand out, waiting for a hand shake. “I have never even met you before.”
Matthew licked his lips, squinting at the alpha. He chuckled dryly, holding out a hand, “Matthew.”
“Matthew.” Asher grinned, “Nice to meet you.”
“Again.”
“For the first time.” Matthew opened his mouth, but Asher stepped closer. “This is how you ‘start over’.” He winked, motioning to the bunk beds, “top or bottom?”
Matthew looked away, smiling, “I think –I would like,” He laughed, covering his mouth, “the top.”
Asher’s grin widened, “I guess I will take the bottom then.”
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“Shit.” Matthew groaned, stopping half-way up the hill. He looked up when he heard a whistle, “coming!” He rubbed his cramping calf-muscle, trucking up the extremely steep hill. “Fuck.” He dropped to the forest floor, sitting, to massage his leg.
“Aye,” Asher slipped once he reached Matthew, “fuck.”
Matthew chuckled, groaning again when his cramp flexed. “Are you okay?”
