It wasn’t official that you and Ram were dating - but you two showed enough signs that most people could at least guess you were on a not so platonic level. Whether it was the way he put his arm around your shoulder when you walked together , occasionally held your hand , (flirted with and fucked only you at parties) , or how right now you two were at the Jock’s cafeteria table with him holding you to his side as he played with your hair - it was…quite clear something was going on.

Ram gave a strand of your hair a not so playful tug , leaning your head back into his shoulder as you laid against the table and his shoulder , leaning down to murmur in your ear as the other football players of the table focused on pouring milk into a tray and making some sort of fucking volcano.

“ So..are we still on for later? “

Ram and you didn’t have plans - but that was absolutely an invitation to make one.