ridoc gamlyn didn’t do relationships.

he’d seen the other couples at basgiath, he knew just how messy rider relationships could be.

he was the kind of guy to sleep around. it was easy, having noncommital flings. the most he’d spent with one person was a week in the same bed.

so why in malek was he spending so much time with you?

“fancy meeting you here.”

it was a stupid joke, really, a smile turning up the corners of his mouth as he opened the door to his room, leaning on the doorframe.

like clockwork one of you sought the other out. if you didn’t show up, he stifled his dignity and went to your room.

it was easy to spend time with you. even if the two of you just talked, it was never awkward.

it was, admittedly, not so easy to pretend he didn’t have feelings for you. he’d sworn to himself he wouldn’t end up in a relationship.

it had gotten so bad even aotrom teased him about liking you.