roleplay; in which Alfred and Arthur are accidental lovers

[miwaneko]

If there is one thing that Arthur loves and wouldn't give up on for anything in the world, it is his privacy. Even as a college student, he insisted that he had his own room, even if some of his friends would crash in his bed or on his floor; sadly, he didn't have a say in this, and even if he did, sometimes he was too drunk to care. Besides, with

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[ephemeraljin]

It's only college, and the family is not too far away. With two carry-on bags, a nice shiny credit card that his father gave to him for graduation (of course, with the typical warnings), and a collected smile, Alfred knocks on room 418.

Alfred got along with his previous roommate, Kiku, quite well. But the mere fact that he nearly flunked his astronomy class (apparently playing those video games that Kiku brought back from his homeland didn't count as studying) was enough for the blue-eyed boy to profusely apologize to his quiet friend, who of course, understood.

As Alfred waits at the door, his thoughts lingered to the one time his future roommate (Arthur Kirkland... had somewhat of a weird accent) and he talked on the phone. Perhaps his over enthusiasm scared the other, because he certainly didn't get a call again and was always contacted through email.

"Play it cool, Alfred. Play it cool. Just be quiet like Mattie," he mutters to himself.

[miwaneko]

The sound of knocking startles him, making the young man tighten his grip on the mug. He doesn't know a lot of things about his future roommate, aside from the fact that he is unnaturally excited about, well... probably everything.

And not punctual.

With another sigh, Arthur gets up from his seat and makes his way to the door to open it, scowl evident on his face. "You're late," he mutters, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

[ephemeraljin]

As the door opens, Alfred feels his chest tighten with excitement and... fear. He can't help but feel a little nervous, wondering if his new roommate will like him or not. Well, not like it mattered, since a deal's a deal.

He feels a wave of shock when a pair of furrowed (and thick, he notes) eyebrows with startling green eyes to accompany them greet the boy. Standing several centimeters shorter, Alfred isn't entirely sure why the physical appearance of his new roommate threw him off, but he feels his heart skip a beat, not realizing that he was... attractive.

He must bring home a lot of girls, with those looks, he decides, taking no notice of the clearly obvious scowl.

Alfred beams and holds his hand out. "Hi, I'm your new roommate, Alfred F. Jones, though I think you could figure that out from my bags and uh. Yeah." He gestures to the two large suitcases behind him and peeks into the room behind Arthur.

[miwaneko]

His determination falters a bit when he locks his eyes with the other's baby blues, making a faint flush appear on his cheeks. He blames that on his irritation and rolls his eyes.

"I'm Arthur Kirkland," he says, taking the other's hand in his and shaking it. He's not pleased about the fact that Alfred chose to ignore his previous comment, though. He gives the young man a long look and internally scowls again. 'I hope he isn't going to fill my house with his fangirls, this brat.'