Yah so this came into my mind sooooooooooooooooo enjoy

John's POV

1774... 1775... Oh! 1776. I fiddle with my boxes of stuff in my hand before using my feet to kick open the door. I walk into the dorm toom to find it empty.

My roommate must not have arrived yet. Peggy walks in behiend me and dumps the boxes on the floor.

"Why the fuck do you own so many art supplies?" She asks, huffing and brushing off her shirt.

"Because." I reply, rifling through the boxes and sorting them out, a pile of art boxes and a pile for everything else. The art pile was taller.

"Where are you even gonna put that stuff?" Peggy asks, being her sassy self.

I hum and point to one of the two desks. I walk over to the nearest desk and place my stuff down. "I'm claiming this one, so whoever's my roommate, tough luck.

Peggy starts to got through my art boxes and pulls out 3 tubes of paint. "Why do you need so many greens?"

"Why not?" I reply before snatching them out of her hands. I start to unpack my art stuff on the desk underneath the window, because it would be useful when making videos and taking art photos. I take out my 3 sorters for pencils, paint and pens and set them up, sorting each thing by colour.

Peggy helps me and we soon finish that, and I pile my old sketchbooks underneath the desk and the new ones on top. I sort out pencil pots and it looks half neat.

There are still 3 more boxes.

Alex's POV

I wait outside the door, hesitating. I'm nervous, it was basic human interaction. I don't do this shit.

Suddenly from inside I hear a female sounding voice screech "John fucking Laurens, why do you own so many fine liners?! They're all one colour!"

John... Laurens... Where had I heard that name before.

It sounds  so familiar... Oh no. Oh shiiit. Oh shit.

I swing open my dorm door to find exactly who I thought. It was that weird, sassy, incredibly annoying artist who was blowing up on, well everywhere. And I hated him.

John's POV

Peggy chucks a fine liner at me and I scramble to catch it. At the same time, the door swings open.

There's a guys standing there with a box. He has black hair tied back, and astonishing violet eyes. A scowl masks his face.

I throw the fine liner back and Peggy and say pretty cheerily "Hi!"

"Hey," he replies,  small smile on his lips.

"I'm leaving John, you can set up your bajillion art supplies by yourself." Peggy says, squeezing past my new roommate.

"Love you too Pegs!" I call after her, laughing. She flips me off.

"I dibbsed a bed by the way. Oh and I'm John, John Laurens." I say, walking back over to the desk.

"Oh, I know." He says, sounding slightly pissed. He walks over to the other bed and dumps some boxes on it.

"You do?" I ask. I go over to the box that Martha and I had scribbled things like "Fragile!" and "John this has ur camera and stuff in it." and "Ffs John don't drop this box." in red sharpie. I peel off the tape and take out my camera, unwrapping the bubble wrap and popping a few before placing my camera on the desk. I also take out my circle light thing and put it underneath the desk, and my mic next to my camera. I now had a sizeable pile of bubble wrap.

"Yeah, you're like everywhere." He replies, no emotion other than slightly ticked off becoming apparent.

"Fan?"

"No."

Oh. Well ooofff.

"Good. It would have been pretty awkward to be roommates with a fan." I say nonchalantly, picking up another box and unpacking the art things in there.

"I'm Alexander Hamilton by the way. And my friend is like a big fan of yours."

"Your friend obviously has some great taste."

Alex's POV

Fuck it I hate him already. I roll my eyes, and finish setting up basic stuff before grabbing a hoodie.

"I'm going out." I announce.

"Already?" He asks, "You just got here..." I can hear the slight hurt in his voice, though his face remains smiling.

"Yeah." I say, brushing past him.

I open the door and I hear him say "Well fuck you too." in a quiet voice, his voice cracking slightly at the end. I roll my eyes and step outside the dorm.

Taking my phone from my pocket, I send a message.

NonStop: Oh god guys you'll never guess my roommate....

BaguetteBitch: Try me

INEEDNOINTRODUCTION: Omg who

NonStop: Take a guess

BaguetteBitch: Hmmm some sort of famous person

INEEDNOINTROSUCTION: dOnAlD tRuMp

NonStop: Tf herc

BaguetteBitch: Am I correct?

NonStop: Oui

NonStop: Take a guess at who

BaguetteBitch: WAIT OMG IS IT JOHN LAURENS?!

NonStop: Ding Ding Ding

INEEDNOINTRODUSTION: WHAT NO

John's POV

(fuck i was playing with a paintbrush and i brushed it over my nose, needed to sneeze and screamed fuck then i sneezed for like 5 mins)

Fuck. I pull out my phone and call Maz.

"John! What is it you said you'd only call me if it was bad!"

"My new roommate fucking hates me." I sob, unable to hold back the tears.

"Oh John. Oh don't cry, it'll be ok."

I sniff.

"Just... Remember when you got your first few hate comments and dislikes?"

I nod before realising she can see me and just say "Yeah..."

"Remember how upset you were? And you came and cried? He's just like one of those. And what did we do?"

"Ignored them and focused on the good..."

"Exactly. That's all you have to do. I love you John."

"Love you too Maz. Thanks."

"Your welcome. Byeee!"

I laugh slightly. "Bye Maz."

She hangs up and I focus on unpacking. Just ignore them.

Lil time skip

Alex's POV

I walk into my door after an hour or 2 to find John screeching at his camera.

His camera was set up on his desk and he was standing back a few steps, bent down. He had his hands out in front of him, an seemed to be sucking some sort of cough sweets. I saw the packet on his desk. He was shouting "Focus! Would you just fucking focus already. I'm over here!"

He had managed to dump more art shit on his desk, with a computer with a painted keyboard, and above it he had a few drawing stuck up. They were of characters in a specific style, a cute artsy one, all girls and most affiliated with spooky season.

Freaking pervert. (ALEX I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD-)

I saw one of that character, Coraline, it was kinda cool.

"For fucks sake" he screeches, clapping after each word "I am over here!"

I laugh and he stands up straight and turns to me. "Of course you'd think this is funny."

"Well yeah. Do you have to record?"

"Well yeah," He mocks, "Of course I have to. My schedule cant change because I moved."

"Whatever." I sigh. I go out of the room and sit on the bathroom floor, out of the shot but able to see John.

He turns back to his camera and claps once before sighing and saying "Thank you."

He sits back down at his chair and spins around in it once before scooting up to his desk a bit. He crunches his sweet and swallows before clearing his throat.

He takes a deep breath before starting his annoying intro. I roll my eyes and pull out my phone.

"Hey there guys and welcome back! As you might see if you own a few eyeballs is I'm not in my usual studio. In fact, I have finally toughed it up and decided to explore the great outdoors and move out. So, I now have a desk at least, and unfortunately an incredibly annoying roommate."

"I heard that!" I call

"I know. Alright, with that out the way lets move on to todays video." He claps his hand once before coughing and clearing his throat.

"Fuck, that hurts..." He whispers.

He then takes another deep breaths and continues.

"Before we start todays video I just wanna say two things. One, I've been receiving a lot of backlash about drawing girls, with plenty of people saying I'm a pervert of that its disgusting. Mate, if your gonna sexualise a woman body that's not my fault. If it's disgusting to draw the basic female anatomy then, what am I supposed to stick to drawing guys? Is it so wrong to draw a female? If your gonna sexualise every time I draw a breast or a butt then can you just leave? Thank you. Also I'm super gay but I'm unsure of how you missed that.

Number two is, as of moving my upload schedule will definitely be changed. Most of y'all know but I'm still in school, so don't expect everything rock solid. My videos will try to be out every Friday but I have no guarantees as you guys know. Try not to panic, I'll provably be studying, editing and doing voiceovers, or receive so many death threats I'll have to go hide. Again. But hopefully this will be out in time. If not then sorry!"

Wait, John had received death threats? Enough for him to go hide? Damn.

He pauses for a second, brushing hair out of his face and continuing.

"I don't know if you guys know this but I love spooky season. Every single art piece produced in spooky season is just fabulous. And therefore I own  many, many spooky OCs. So I thought why not do something way overdue and put them all into one piece! Also, yes I have read the fan fictions produced from my OCs and I absolutely love them. Alright lets get down to business!"

He finished and span in his chair. He then pressed a button on his camera and picked it up, repositioning it so it hung over his desk. It was Tuesday, to my knowledge so I knew he had a tight uploading schedule this week. We didn't have school until Thursday though.

(guys im just binging willne rn cause hes my fav youtuber. stop morgz mum.)

He then banged his head repeatedly.

"What's wrong?" I ask, looking up from my phone.

He frowned before turning his head towards me and saying " I just realised I'm gonna have to do a voice over. I hate voice overs."

"Why? Your main thing other than art is your voice?"

"The voice is faker than 5 inch nails. It hurttttsssss."

He sighs before pulling up a show in his laptop, a reference on his phone and his sketch pad and a shitload of erasable colour pencils.

He plugs in a set of head phones and presses a button oh his camera before beginning to draw.

Lil Time Skip

I was woke up at about 3 am by the fact that my bladder was about to explode.

I got up and went to the toilet but after I came out I saw John was still drawing. he had finished a sketch of about 5 Halloween based characters that looked like a movie poster. It looked pretty cool. It was in purple pencil. He was watching some show with a blue haired chick who was some kind of ladybug superhero.

I put my hands on the back of his chair and lean down. "Isn't that show for kids?"

He takes out one headphone before replying "Bitch, Miraculous is the best show around. Stupid characters, best plot and the dumbest love square. Not to mention the puns and character design."

"You should get sleep. It's freezing."

"We have no school tomorrow."

"This comes from experience. Get sleep. You can finish this in the morning, your YouTube shit."

"For every drawing I have to make a tik-tok."

"Whatever. Your coming to sleep if I have to drag you."

"Alright alright." He puts his pencil down and clicks a button on his camera and stops his show, shutting off the laptop.

He walks over to his bead and crawls in and I shiver at how freaking cold it is.

"Join me?" John mumbles sleepily.

My head shoots up and I stare at him.

"For warmth. And you can tell your friends you slept with a 'celebrity'."

I laugh but ponder for a second before crawling into bed with him.

He murmurs something and wraps his arms around me. I freeze for a second. But then I bury my face into his chest and snuggle into him.

John's POV and TIIIIIIIMMMMEEEE SKIP

My eyes flutter open. Light is breaking through the window.

I look down to see my roommate, Alex asleep on my chest. He was pretty warm and that was good cause it was freezing.

A couple of seconds later Alex's eyes flutter open.. He yawns and glances up at me.

"Morning..." He whispers. "Damn its cold."

"Mmmm. It's like England cold." (me insulting my own country.)

"You've been?"

"Yeah."

"Do we have to get up?"

"No," I half snort, "I'm not."

"You have a video-"

"Shhhh." I shush him, closing my eyes. I place a hand on his head and lace and hands in his hair. He moves slightly closer towards me.

Alex's POV

I bury my face into John's chest a bit further. His hand was entangled in my hair and he felt so warm and comforting. I feel a blush arise to my cheeks but I couldn't care less. (I'm just writing my own fucking fantasies now) He smelt nice as well, like soap and cinnamon and apples.

"Good job I'm not a morning person either." I whisper.

I fall in and out of sleep for the next hour and a bit.

Eventually I whisper "Johhhhnnnnn. I think we have to get up now."

"Say's who?" He whispers back, groaning slightly and pushing his face into my hair.

"The clock." I whisper back, but in all truth I didn't want this to end.

"Meh, give me 5 more minutes." He mumbles, pulling me even close if possible. I give in and sling my arms around his neck.

Time Skip Thingy.

After a while I wake up in John's bed, alone. I sit up rubbing my eyes and picking up the duvet. I see him sitting at his desk, drawing.

I swing my legs over the side of the bed and drape his duvet over my shoulders.

I walk over to where he's sitting. He was starting on one of his characters in these art pens.

I bend down and sleepily put my chin in his shoulder. "Dats good." I sleepily whisper.

"Thanks." He smiles.

I stand up and go sit in his bed and pull out my phone. Unaware to John, I pull up Tiktok and find his account. Unsurprisingly it's verified.

His latest post is actually... alright. It's got that A Body Has Been Discovered sound (ffs I love that sound) and it's just a progression of drawings in a comic style. It's among us I think, but they're all human? I don't know but I like it.

I hesitantly hit the like button and a few seconds later John says "You just couldn't resist huh?"

"Shut up..."

Uhhhh yeah imma leave it there sooooo look out for the book lol the first chapter wil be an edited version of this thingy but part 2 could be out soon.

update: got turned into a book, but i really let myself down. called blackmail.