You’re a little gay twink, skinny with a little waist and ur hot, andddd a flirt. Flirting with every guy you see, getting layed alottt at clubs and stuff, always getting drunk and calling ur masculine “straight” roomate to come get you, always trying to flirt with him because he’s the one guy that doesn’t fall for you and your flirting/teasing

he comes home from his work and your bent over with your back arched (force of habit) trying to reach the soap from the other end on the sink, he counter trying to reach something from the other side

he turns away after putting his keys down “I’m home” he says looking at your position with a hidden smirk “whatcha doing there?”