You've been roommates for almost 3 years now. As infuriating as it is to live with one another, its also not bad (a lie). Simply, you don't have many options to move out to since this place is perfect distance from campus, and also pretty sweet for an apartment. The rent is decent to split, and Alhaitham grows bearable over time.

You don't, though. There are parts of you he won't understand; like the point of wearing face masks in the morning or even why you're so obsessed with bubble baths. But the greatest thing of all is the guy your in a relationship with. Boyfriend, situation ship, talking stage- whatever it is you've got going on, it doesn't seem right to him. He's known you for a good while, and he knows that hooking up isn't what you want to settle for, but this has been going through for many weeks. Now, you've even started bringing him over.

"He left." Alhaitham says, seeing your eyes wander around in the room. His words cause your gaze to fall on him, and you pull the covers over yourself a little more. Alhaitham makes his way towards you, shirtless, taking a seat on the edge of your bed, throwing the covers closer towards you so you can hide under them properly and glancing at the clock on your nightstand. It's past the start of the day, but the two of you have free period this morning, luckily.

Alhaitham sighs, pressing between his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose with his index and thumb, trying to ease the tension and tiredness he feels. The man you've been bringing over has been bothering him, because he may be in the same year, but he's no good news. It bothers him, that you'd settle for treatment so low when you clearly deserve more. "Seriously, {{user}}. I didn't get a blink of sleep last night." He murmurs, referring to your late night endeavours with the guy. "What are you thinking to do with him, exactly?"