AN// So, here is my WARNING for this book!

If you've already read my warnings on any of my other books then this is pretty much exactly the same and you can just scroll past this and to the chapter!

If you haven't then here is it-

I already put one in the description but I'm just WARNING all of you that this book has MATURE content in it! It's probably my dirtiest book yet😂 So if you are against Yaoi(boyxboy) then please don't read any further! Love you all! Hope you enjoy my books!!-Meg

Chapter 4:

I wake up to find a blurry figure hovering over my making me squeal. I instinctively punch them in the stomach making him stumble back and groan.

I grab my glasses off the nightstand and find my roommate on the ground holding his stomach as he swears at me.

"What the fuck, man!" He says as I apologize over and over.

"Why the hell were you standing over me like that for?! It's your fault just as much as mine!" I say, feeling bad because I hit him harder than I should have.

"Your phone kept going off! You wouldn't wake up and I kept throwing shit at you and then got up and you punched me."

"Move your hands." I says as I get down next to him and try to make sure he won't bruise there.

"No! Get off me." He growls as he slaps my hands away.

"Do you want a bruise?"

"What? No, not really."

"Then let me see. I-I know stuff about this kind of stuff." I explain before he moves his hands.

I run my thumb over the reddish area before looking up to see him staring at me. He has a blank look on his face, no, a slightly annoyed look on his face but I can't seem to stop looking in his eyes.

They're a warm, reddish brown color that I originally thought were black because the lighting was different when I first saw him. His skin is clean and smooth, making me want to run my fingers over it desperately. His big, cherry, lips are slightly parted, beaconig me to taste them.

I quickly snap out of it and look back down to find my hand still on his creamy skin. I pull it back like I had just touched a burning hot pan before quickly standing up.

"S-sorry! Let me go get ice, yeah, I'll go get some ice." I say as I hurry to the door and leave.

Shit, I need shoes and a wallet or something.

I hurry back in as my face heats up before I grab my shoes, wallet, and keys. I apologize again as he watches me pull my shoes on.

"I'll be back, with ice, sorry." I repeat as I hurry out with a racing heart.

What the fuck was that Luhan?! I'm such a prude sometimes.

Where do I even get ice? Maybe I should go drive though somewhere and get food for him? I feel like a dick, last night I was up talking with my friends and blamed him for taking my earphones then punch him in the stomach.

I end up driving to a store and get a small box of fresh donuts and a carton of milk. I put those on the passenger seat before going into a grocery store to get some other things.

As I walk back to my dorm room I pull a ziplock bag I just bought out and get ice from the machine in the hall before hurrying back to my room.

I unlock the door and find him laying on his back on his bed with one hand holding his phone and the other rubbing his stomach where I hit him. Thank god it was his stomach he was rubbing...

"Sorry I took so long. Here." I mumble as I hand him the ice. "There's ice, donuts, milk, cups, napkins~" I ramble as I set them on his night stands.

"There you go, have fun, I'm gonna take a shower, sorry again for hitting you and... Yeah." I rant on before hurrying into the bathroom without another word.

I feel my cheeks heating up as I press my back against the door and lock it.

I stand there for a minute before going over to the shower and turn the water on as I take my clothes off.

I hurry to get in and get out before drying off. Great, I forgot to bring clothes.

Peaking my head out, I see him in the exact same spot with the ice on his belly, a donut in one hand, and his phone in the other.

He glances over at me before looking back at his phone, then back at me.

"Why are you staring at me?" He says in monotone.

"Can you hand me my bag? I forgot my clothes." I ask softly making him chuckle.

"No, get them yourself." He says before looking back at his phone.

I glare at him before sighing. I shut the door as I pull my towel up over my stomach then back down a little, trying to cover my legs and begin fighting back and forth with it. I open the door again and glare at him.

"Turn and face the wall then." I say making him laugh again.

"I'm sorry to tell ya this but not gonna waste my time checking you out, cupcake." He says making me glare harder at him.

I whine to myself before I slip out and shut the door before hurrying over to my bag with my towel clung to my body. I try to hold it under my arms as I search through the wrong bag and look on and around my bed for my other one.

Where is it?!

I look up and see it sitting next to his bed as he looks at his phone with a devilish smirk on his face.

"Give me my bag!" I whine as I stay by my bed.

"What?" He smirks as he looks over at me.

"Stop staring at me!" I scold as I pick the pillow he threw at me earlier and throw it at him.

"If you want it come and grab it." He says before looking back at his phone.

I stand there for a second and think about my options as he sucks the leftover frosting off his fingers slowly.

I hurry over and grab it before my towel is ripped off me and I quickly use my bag to cover myself as he stands up.

"What are you doing?!" I yell as he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me to his lips.

"Let me fuck you." He says as his hands move to my ass and grabs it harshly.

I snap out of my daydream quickly as I think about what I was just imagining.

What the hell, Luhan?!!?!

I pull my oversized sweater I was wearing earlier back on and wrap my towel around my waist. I hurry over to grab my bag before hurrying back into the bathroom and slam the door behind me.

My heart races and head swims as that damn daydream tries to replay itself in my mind but I force it away.

What's his name?