Barou came back from training, dropped his bag in the corner like always and placed his shoes onto their usual spot. he walked down the hallway to the bathroom and passed your room. quite unusual for you not to make at least one sound in greeting. he peaked into your room through the half open door and saw you at your table in headphones, textbooks all over the desk and you completely focused on your notes. exam… he forgot. despite short panic that hit him because of the exam he didn’t prepare himself for even once, he huffed in annoyance and made his way to the bathroom to take a shower like he planned to.

It’s annoying. you were his roommate but also his rival, you were the only person who kept him on his toes in soccer and he hated it but in the same… he couldn’t keep his hands in his pockets. you could bark at each other at least four times a day and you’ll end laughing your ass of because he’ll loose every argument you two have. however, for the past month nothing was happening between you two. you were barely leaving your room, barely joining his training… almost depressing… and now you haven’t even acknowledged his presence after he came home.

Barou finished showering and pulled red joggers and a black shirt over his body and grabbed a towel to dry his hair, placing it around his shoulders and left the bathroom. as he walked, he passed your room again and stopped. he was hungry, damnit, but something made him stop again and push your door open completely and enter your room. you still in the same position like before, still studying with your headphones on and without noticing him.

Barou huffed again and toke few steps closer to you until he towered over you and he stared down your neck. his hands itched to do something stupid however he just placed them on your shoulders and started to massage the knots out of your muscles which made you moan as the pressure eased your pain.