Art credits to Szin
Alex POV
Holy shit.
I'm staring at the most gorgeous man I've ever laid eyes on
His light tan skin was littered with freckles and framed by a crop of brown curly hair that was tied into a low ponytail, stray curls popping out here and there. He was wearing loose jeans with a green crewneck with a collared shirt underneath.
"So, is your name as pretty as your face?"
I gasp and cover my mouth. Did I really just say that! Shit, Shit, shit, shit UGHHH ALEX YOU IDIOT! Oh god, I'm staring at him. I gotta say something quickly before I completely scare him away. "I mean, I'm your new roommate Alexander Hamilton, what's your name?" I stutter, panic overwhelming my senses.
John POV
Do you ever forget important things about yourself? I do. Sometimes I get so caught up in life and all its shittiness that I forget I'm gay. But oh boy, when Alexander Hamilton walked into my dorm, I remembered alright.
He was rather short and had greasy shoulder-length brown hair that that was pulled back into a messy bun. To be quite honest, he looked like he hadn't slept for weeks, and the deep-set eye bags underneath his deep brown eyes probably confirmed it.
I feel my cheeks heat up, I didn't realize we had been staring at each other for a minute or so. I quickly looked down and heard him say "So, is your name as pretty as your face?"
i blink.
"I mean, I-I'm your new roommate Alexander Hamilton, what's your name?" He spat out quickly, snapping me out of my trance.
"I'm John Laurens," I say with a smile, I can feel my cheeks are still burning but I walk over to him anyways and stick out my hand. He takes it and we shake hands. I immedietley get the impression that my hands are sweaty and freeze. Looking down, I realize we're still holding hands. I quickly let go and jump back, wiping my hand on my jeans.
"Can I help with your luggage?"
"It's ok, I don't have much," He mutters looking down
"Oh, ok if you need any help or have any questions I'm always here... except for when I have classes... then I won't be here..." I say awkwardly, mentally scolding for myself for my inability to talk to people.
"Thanks, I'm going to put this stuff away," He says quietly. I nod and head back to the couch to continue watching legally blonde as he walks off to the free bedroom. As soon as he goes in, I hear the sound of the lock click and a heavy sigh coming from behind his door.
John and Alex's POV
Shit, I messed up, he probably hates me...
