What am I to think about you? [Zac] [PG-15]

[jinkyung]

Waking up to the buzzing phone on his dresser at promptly nine in the morning, Jin squinted his eyes at the sunshine bleeding in through the blinds and seeping into the room. A familiar classical melody came into his mind as he listened for birds chirping and a river nearby, but all that he could hear was the snoring of this roommate. He slumped his shoulders in disappointment, and went to drag his body out of bed, bringing his top blanket with him halfway across the room until he came to terms with the relative warmth in the room, and threw it off, leaving it in the middle of the room. Scratching his head, he mussed up his hair, and tore off his shirt, throwing it on his bed, or at least as close to it as he could, and then headed for the cereal or any breakfast his fingers would first pry on.

His fingers brushed against a small rectangular box, and he grasped for it, shining it in the light to make out the words on it. It happened to be tea, blueberry black tea no less. The thought enticed his senses, and decidedly, he went to grab a cup and fill it with water, and then stick the thing in the microwave for three minutes, or until it would boil on its own. Meanwhile, he scanned over all the things he could make for breakfast.He had cereal, but that was so run-of-the-mill. It was a Saturday morning, and to make it a perfect morning, he'd have to start it right, and to start it right, what would be more appropriate than a complete breakfast? Or at least, that's what the commercials on the television always said.

Okay so he had tea, and now..he could have cereal...or he could have Pop-Tarts. Okay, come on, it wasn't even a deal-breaker; he didn't have to think twice about it. He grabbed the box of Pop-Tarts and broke open a package of two, sticking them in the toaster provided to their dorm mates. He was just minutes away from one of the yummiest breakfasts he'd been able to have in quite a while.

[Zachary LaRousse]

“Aww fuck.”

A groan of mixed disappointment and irritation escaped the Asian teen’s mouth as his fingers got a little sticky (a little too sticky if you ask him) when they brushed against his stomach. He promptly got up and checked. Indeed, that was what he thought it was. It’s the third time this week already. He’s already changed his sheets twice, and while he was sure Pete wouldn’t say anything bad about it, this was getting a bit too embarrassing already. He isn’t some kid anymore. Heck, he’s just two or three years away from being an ‘adult’ (or at least not being addressed as a teen any more). He’s undoubtedly too old for this stuff already. Darn those dreams and their consequences really.

Frustrated as hell, Zac finally stood up from his bed and grabbed a towel. No use staying in bed right now. Not only does he feel so sticky dirty, he’s still a bit bothered by that dream. And it just won’t go away. A shower would probably be the best thing he can do right now; he can easily take care of his problem and be clean all at the same time. The sheets can wait, he thought.

It’s a good thing such an accident happened a tad bit too early in the morning (at least what can be considered as early, as it’s already the spring break and most people wake up at around noon); he wouldn’t have to be conscious with his roommates about it. While he’s sure JinJoo wouldn’t be bothered much about it, he has a feeling that darn Alex would have another ‘witty’ retort should he see Zac’s situation.

A good half an hour later (give or take fifteen minutes; apparently the hot shower’s rather soothing), the boy emerged from the bathroom, steam coming out with him, with nothing but a towel loosely wrapped around his waist. He also has a smaller one hanging loosely across his shoulders, and is currently being used to wipe the excess water off his hair. An amused smile broke through his face when the smell of toasted goodies came into him. “Ooh. Poptarts. Can you make me some too JinJoo?” he asked, his tone a bit more friendly than his usual one, “What brought you up so early? Alex’s snoring piercing through the wall again?” He promptly went over the drawers and cabinets of their suite’s kitchenette, grabbed the bag of bagels he bought a few days ago and began slicing the said bread pieces into two, ready to be toasted next. “Bagel?”

ooc:
Sorry Bels. I just couldn't resist. Heehee. XD
- Jam

[jinkyung]

So he wasn't the only one awake at this hour, despite the feeling that the room was pretty quiet, give or take a few loud snores. In fact, just as Jin was about to stick a pair of Pop-Tarts into the toaster, Zac appeared clad in a long towel around his body and another around his neck, seemingly ready to take on anything. JJ noticed Zac steal a glance at his beloved Tarts, and then asked if he could make Zac some. Considering that there were two more packages of the pastries, JJ figured, "Why not?" and went to unwrap the next set of Pop-Tarts. Lucky for him, he had one of those 'deluxe' toasters, with four slots in it, not just two dinky little ones. He tossed the next two in and waited for them to pop up as he watched Zac pace around the room, picking up more bread stuffs as he went.

After inquiring about bagels, and whether or not JJ would care for one, he seriously considered it. Normally, he wouldn't eat that many carbs, you know, to keep the figure and all, but he thought, hell, why not one measly bagel. He could always go to the pool later on today to work it off in about an hour or so, right? It was just one bagel..."Okay, fine." He shrugged his shoulders and looked up at the curtains. JJ knew that he could turn on the lights, but then that might wake up dear Alex, who happened to be the boy who neither of them could really stand 100% of the time. Sure, the kid was alright, but the snoring, really kid? Lets just say some earplugs could be really useful if not for the heavy sleeping ability JJ had. Once he was out, he was out like a light, and was quite the heavy sleeper...managing to make his claim to fame as sleeping through the heaviest snow, rain, and windstorms that Vermont has ever seen. Okay, so maybe sometimes it was a good thing, and sometimes, maybe other times, not so much. Luckily for him though, the majority of the time, he didn't mind it, considering who he had for a roommate, God bless the kid's soul.

JJ popped up from his sitting position on the floor to open up the blinds and curtains, hoping to shed a little bit of light into the room. Whether or not he woke up Alex, he really didn't care. Goodness, it was already a quarter past nine o'clock already, time for the guy to wake up. "I'm lucky enough to be a deep sleeper, you should know that by now, Zac." JJ went to his mini-fridge, swung the bottom door open, and searched around for something to drink, or some fruit of any kind (preferably hoping to find both.) He was in luck this time around, and managed to find an apple and an orange, and just the last bit of his soy milk. He poured it out into one of his glasses, and then juggled the two fruits in his hands as he turned his attention to Zac. "I could ask the same about you though, whatchu doing up so early, Mr. Sunshine?" After the final toss for both of the fruits, he let them fall plumb into each of his hands, and gestured, both hands out to Zac, hoping he'd choose which one he wanted, "Apple or orange?"

[Zachary LaRousse]

Normally Zac would care about eating too much carbs and all that too, but given the unintentional but extremely beneficial side effect of his ability (the enhanced metabolism, at least when he uses his power to accomplish otherwise impossible physical feats), he can easily bypass such fitness requirements. In fact, his power insists he take in more than the usual, lest he risk his body being malnourished and overworked (the skinny look is definitely not for him). He grabbed a plate and placed the two bagels he cut in half on top, and was about to cut JJ’s share too when he forgot not many are used to his style (his caretaker, Cedric, for one). “You want yours cut in half, or are you good as a whole?” While waiting for the Poptarts to finish, he promptly walked over their shared refrigerator and bent his over a bit as he looked for his cream cheese pack. Because everyone knows toasted bagels go great with the said cheese.

While he initially doesn’t have against Alex’s alleged snoring (he’s never really heard him for real before; it’s a good thing he chose the room farthest from Zac’s), it just became the medium through which the brat releases all his pent up frustration with the other boy (read: he’s just going with the flow, fanning the flames, and so forth). There’s nothing wrong with Alex per se (other than the fact that he shares the same name as Ann’s current boyfriend), it’s just that given their respective personalities, his and Zac’s, they’re really bound to clash sooner or later. From their backgrounds to their view on life, they’ll practically explode should they touch. Alex knows the value of a dollar, Zac clearly doesn’t. The boy’s pretty laid back, Zac just tries to look laid back, but really he isn’t. If anything, they’re both going for the ‘bad boy’ image, though their interpretation of such a concept would most probably share just a few similarities, if they would at all.

“Well, considering that you’ve managed to survive and grab a decent sleep over the past few months, I’d say you really are one heck of a sleeper,” he grinned as he stretched his back and sat on top of the counter, crossing his legs after he remembered he just has a towel on (not that he’d care about flashing his junk too much, but JJ might get the wrong idea; besides, it’s too early for anything remotely sexual anyway). “Probably how Horus survived him before too. I would’ve complained already and asked to be relocated if that was me. Which reminds me, you have any idea where Dopey went anyway?” Not that he was ever friends with the boy before, but somehow he’s gotten used to his presence already.

A slight discomfort briefly showed on Zac’s face. Lucky he’s learned the art of looking like it’s nothing (or at least he believes he’s mastered it) and quickly shifted his expression. No need to look uncomfortable about it or anything. “Me? Well, I was just feeling a little hot earlier this morning. Might’ve turned the thermostat in my room too high,” he nodded, scratching the back of his head to appear like he’s a bit shy for committing the supposed mistake. “Hopefully you don’t mind me going around like this for the moment. I’m a bit too hungry to grab a decent change of clothes at the moment.”

Since the toasted treats are probably going to take some time, Zac decided that a little small talk wouldn’t hurt. Awkward silence irks him real good, and there’s nothing wrong about learning a bit more about his seemingly secretive roommate. “So JJ, any plans for the upcoming spring break? Going out of the country or anything?” Then he remembered Jin’s previous question. “Orange please,” he said without much thinking. Hopefully he’s in a mood to peel stuff this morning.

[jinkyung]

JJ glanced over to Zac as he asked how he liked his bagels. Without saying anything like, 'smothered in cream cheese', he just went with a simple, "Cut in half, if you're willing." He looked over towards the Poptarts, whose timer read only about one and a half minutes left. That was pretty long for a toaster to pop out some high-calorie carb infested breakfast treats, but perhaps the toaster was already pre-set for a Pop-tart setting, the smart engineers that the toaster makers were.

And about that sleeping, "Yeah, once I'm out, I'm really out. I'm pretty sure I'd sleep through a tornado if I could make it out alive." You know what would be cool? JJ thought about this as he waited still on his beloved breakfast foods: What if he could use part of his force fields to counteract/defend himself from an oncoming tornado? Would it work, ever? Or would he need one of his special weather control friends to die it down..wait..friends? JJ almost laughed. He didn't have many of those,and it was a surprise that Zac and him were getting along so nicely for such a long period of time. This morning. It wasn't that JJ had any reason not to like Zac, other than his enormous ego that swelled the entire school. Other than that, he had nothing against the boy. After all, he was being all sweet and stuff by sharing his breakfast foodies with JJ, what's not to love?

Anyways, as for spring break, I'm not altogether sure where I'll end up. I really don't have any desire to go back home. God knows what mother and father have planned. I don't have any interest in joining them on any future excursion whatsoever." He paused briefly as the pop-tarts popped out of the toaster and quickly, JJ caught them, and played a small game of hot-potato with them as he placed two on each plate, one plate for him, one for Zac (whichever one, he'd let Zac decide which one he'd want, being all polite and all that jazz.) Continuing in his conversation though, "If I could, I would sweep my sister up, along with a bit of dough, and take her somewhere magical, somewhere she's always wanted to go. God knows how shitty it can be to live at home, and she's stuck there all the time when I'm lucky enough to be here...if you can consider that lucky. Still, she deserves it (and so much more)..." JJ looked down as he unplugged the toaster for it to cool down, and save some energy too. He poured himself a glass of orange juice, and just guesstimated which kind of juice Zac would want. If it wasn't the right one, then that meant two cups for him, and whatever Zac wanted. Passing the cup of apple juice over to Zac with a questioning glance as if to ask, "Did I get this right?," JJ passed a plate of Pop-tarts over to Zac, after letting him choose which one he wanted, and then went to squat down Indian-style on the carpeted section of the floor. "So how about you? What are your spring break plans?"

[Zachary LaRousse]

“Gotcha,” Zac smiled, winking as he promptly cut JJ’s bread in half. He let out a small chuckle, amused at the simplicity of the boy’s answer, then again, would he have expected anything more? In his eyes, the boy pretty much fills the whole lone wolf archetype – silent, seemingly secretive and mysterious, and has that brooding aura around him. Would he be asked to describe the boy however, he’d extend the image a bit more (corrupting it in the process), saying that JinJoo’s most probably one heck of a sex freak, as all those years of isolation has made his libido go into such levels that such a simple act can cause him to explode (obscure pun totally intended). Not that he’d ever tell that to the boy’s face anyway.

At the JJ’s comparison of Alex’s snoring to a tornado, Zac simply shook his head and laughed. “Is it really that bad?” As stated before, he never really heard the boy in action, so he’s just riding along the stories and such. “If I were him, I’d get myself checked. Who knows if he has a problem or something already.” Feeling a little dry, he got down from the counter, opened their shared cupboard to grab himself a cup. After taking a quick sip from the tap, he added, “I think you’d survive a tornado. You force field makers make excellent force fields right? Practically impenetrable and everything?” That’s why he took one by surprise. Heaven knows how hurt he’ll be if Alex had time to erect one around him.

“At least you can go home. I’m probably going to be stuck in this hellhole for the whole week,” he said blankly, not even bothering to hide the envy in his voice. “Been grounded, quite literally, ever since Dad found out my little ‘scuffle’ at the dance. You were there right?” No, he’s not ashamed of what he did. Not one bit, unfortunately. “So yeah, I have to start looking for ways to keep me entertained during that bleary week.”

Speaking of the dance, “Who was that you were in the dance with anyway? A date?” He doesn’t really pay attention to the boy on a regular basis, but he did caught his eye that night. Not because of what he wore or how he acted, but more because of who he ended up talking with. Heaven knows how Zac’s extremely protective of his beloved Glowworm.

ooc:
Sorry it took so long Bels. =P
- Jam

[jinkyung]

"How about I trade you, you go to my family, and I'll stay here. I'm sure I'd be able to get away with more things, plus, all the fewer people would be a huge plus." Simply put, JJ did not want to go home. He knew that there would be some tension, seeing as he was the only one that had this extrasensory force field stuff, or any special power at all. His sister still loved him, granted, but his father would rather keep it all a secret from the rest of the world. JJ was sure that by now, everyone at his company thought that his family had sent Jin to a prestigious all boys school for further advancement in engineering or calculus or something ritzy like that. His mum and dad were always there to cover up the truth with lies, no doubt about that.

"Perhaps I can fabricate a lie to stay here. I mean, I could always say that because I'm under the weather, my powers have become uncontrollable, and every time I sneeze I blast out a big bubble of a forcefield, that could potentially ruin some of their china. That would be enough for me to get the nod of staying here. By the way, how many kids are staying here, do you think?" Now that he thought of that, it might actually work. He might ask his sister to come see him, if she had learned to drive yet, but there was absolutely no desire to be anywhere near his parents. It wasn't that teenage rebellion stage anymore. They let him do what he want, so he had no problem with that. They even tried to gain his love by giving him large allotments of sums whenever he wanted (or didn't want). The problem was rooted in his dad, really. The man had grown up in Korea, moved here with his family, and decided to live the All-American dream. He struck it rich, and was now one of the forerunners for a very large technology company. This was all good and well, and might actually be deserved if he wasn't such a sociopath. Lying and cheating and bribing was not the way to get yourself into a promotion or to earn more money. Despite the rough exterior to Jin, there was some nobility and honesty behind it all. He believed in the truth, honesty, kindness, things his father had left behind when he left Korea. And his mother, she just went along with whatever his father said. No matter what. If he was lying to her face, she went along with it, even if she herself knew it was a lie. Just for the 'sake of their family name', all of this happened. But JJ knew that he would be perfectly fine living in a middle-class family and environment. He didn't need all that stuffy stuff, and although it was nice to have, it wasn't necessary, and clearly showed that it only caused destruction in more ways than one. Perhaps now you could see why he had no desire to go back home, if even for a small week and a half for spring break.

But moving on to lighter subjects, Zac asked JJ to rack his mind about that school dance they had a bit ago. He was curious to find out who Jin had ended up going with..although JJ initially came to the dance riding solo, he had, of course finished the night talking to a small girl, Stella he thought her name was. He wasn't so sure on that, as they didn't really exchange names, they just talked after they had collided with each other. Just about stuff, you know, nothing too serious. "Uhm, do you mean...Stella? I think that was her name. She was a nice girl, but no, not a date, just someone I met while I was there. You now her?"

[Zachary LaRousse]

Zac promptly pouted his lips, puffed his cheeks and gave JinJoo his best approximation of what most people would call a ‘puppy pout’. “Are you saying you don’t want me here with you JJ? I’m hurt,” he said, adding a chuckle soon after. While he doesn’t really care if the boy’s here or not, he was a bit appalled that the boy would, unintentionally he hopes, tell him that his company isn’t appreciated. After all, it was he that tells people of such things, not the other way around.

Inwardly he rolled his eyes as the boy continued ranting about not wanting to be with his family. As it seems, the boy’s just a bit different from most of the people here. Typical estranged family sob story – from family shame to full blown cover story. His only consolation (and redeeming quality, at least in Zac’s eyes) was that JinJoo isn’t trying to be such a scene kid because of it. Unlike some other pink-and-cheery weather manipulator he knows. “Dude, are they really that bad? Can’t you just move away after you graduate? I mean, come on, you’d be legal when you get out of Hammel, it’s not like they can do anything else about it,” stated the boy as he loaded the pre-cut bagel slices into the toaster. “Or are they threatening that they’ll pull your inheritance out should you move away from them? That would suck.” Which is weird, at least in Zac’s eyes. His parents are ashamed of him and covering up his disappearance from their peers, and yet they want him around should he graduate? Is he not seeing something here?

“I doubt Hammel would continue housing you when they deem you safe to enter the community, as killjoy as I may sound. Funding is a bit tight nowadays you know.” At least that’s what his uncle, who’s part of the Board of Directors, is almost always ranting about. “But there are tons of apartment spaces around town. Not to mention possible job opportunities.” If Zac wasn’t really into the busy buzz of the city, he’d actually find Pilot Ridge quite the perfect place to live in. Quaint, cozy, safe and accepting (for the most part, that is). What more could you ask for?

Unfortunately for JJ, Zac is unsatisfied. He knew he was definitely not her date (as Zac did ask her a few months before the said dance, only – being the jerk that he was – he forgot about it and went with L.C. instead) but something in his head is telling him that something is between them two. Jealous? Most probably. “Know her? Naah. Why would I associate with an albino?” It was hard trying to act all snobbish and mean when talking about his Glowworm; somehow he feels like he’s betraying her with this. Maybe he should buy her something tomorrow, or maybe just take her around town to lessen his guilt. “I’m just curious. It’s not every day I see someone associating with a fre-her. You sure there’s nothing between you two?”

[jinkyung]

JJ shot Zac a sharp glance when he stuttered over the world 'her' to describe Stella. "No Zac, nadda going on. You seem a bit ... interested though, as much as you're trying to cover it from me now. Remember I'm the listener and the one that watches how people react to things, I pick up on these things. Why is it such a special topic for you?" JJ smirked at the idea of Zac falling for Stella. You had to admit, that would be funny. Someone so unlike him...but hey, opposites attract.

JJ sat up and stretched from his position, yawning loudly before going forth and taking a big bite out of his bagel. This place was so comfy and not prissy at all. Goodness, he hated prissy. Home was prissy. Mum and dad were prissy. Yes, he was complaining, but if Zac knew -- scratch that, if Zac didn't have one ounce of prissy in him, he'd be able to understand where JJ was coming from. All a matter of different personalities and values, he supposed. When the question arose as to where he'd move after graduation, or if he was forced to stay nearby in fears of losing his inheritance, JJ smiled and chuckled. "Nah, I don't have to live with them or even by them. They might be too far on edge for me to be around them that much. The only reason I'd stay close would be to watch over my sister until she finished with school. Then I'd probably swoop her up from home, gather some of the money in my savings, well hers and mine, and find us some apartments in New York City. She's always wanted to sing on Broadway. And I like the comfort of the city. So it works. If she goes, there wouldn't be any problem whatsoever. They'd even pay for all of our college education, if we choose to go." JJ sighed and slumped his shoulders as he mentally calculated all the time he had to wait until he graduated. Well..if only he could get that one last thing down, the whole protecting someone else and himself with a force field, and keeping his cool and strength whilst doing it, he'd be really close to graduation. And that's exactly what he wanted. But he was still really young to be graduating a high school- based institute. How early would they let a kid graduate? Perhaps he should forward that up, look into it. "Its just that I have a while, or at least I think I have a while before I graduate. Its all this waiting that would get me down, much more than the prospect of getting out. I could just hold on to that and look forward to the light at the end of the tunnel." With that, he stuck his bagel up in the air in a salute, and then took it down, munching one more great big bite out of it.

[Zachary LaRousse]

Zac almost spat his drink out when JJ called him out. Darn it. Was he that obvious? “Me? Something with Stella? You have got to be kidding me.” He tried his best to sound so disgusted by the thought, as his mind ran through things he could do to minimize the damage. For some reason, he doesn’t want JJ to associate him with his Glowworm, not yet at least. (Funny how the tables have turned so fast).

It took a while (more like a split-second really, but since he’s been rushing to minimize the ‘damage’, a split-second is more than enough) for the boy to think of a decent plan, but when he did, he couldn’t help but smirk at the thought. “Actually Jin, I’m more concerned about you,” he said, leaving the counter as he slowly approached the Asian teen, “I…” He purposely tried to sound like he couldn’t find the words to speak, promptly sitting beside the boy as his finger grazed across JJ’s chest and down his torso. Hopefully it’ll be enough to get the teen off his case. He did get what he wanted from him anyway.


Zac settled himself on the couch as his bagel cooked, trying to act like he’s listening intently to what the teen has to say. Filial love, he noted as Jin started clearing stuff to him, didn’t see that one coming. Being an only child, the mimic never really experienced having such a strong feeling of protectiveness over someone. Sure he had friends and cousins but he couldn’t say he’d risk his life for them. Not in that way, at least. “I didn’t know you have a younger sister. How old is she anyway?” he asked, crossing his legs as he leaned back on the opposite side of the couch, “And I’m guessing she’s not showing signs of developing powers, right?”

“New York eh? Nice. We have a place there, I just don’t remember where. I haven’t shopped there in a while.” No thanks to him being grounded and all that jazz. “At least you have a plan. I haven’t figured mine out myself, surprisingly.” He’s supposed to graduate this year, but he’s thinking of staying an extra year, just to hone his powers more. University life can wait anyway.

“I don’t think it’ll take a year or more so for you anyway. You don’t seem like the I-don’t-have-control-over-my-powers-because-I-spend-my-time-whining-about-my-family-situation-than-training-and-practicing type anyway, so I think you’ll have no problem graduating on time.” Hearing a familiar ding!, Zac stood up and walked back to the counter, grabbing his bagels as well as some cream cheese and jam. “You aren’t behind on your academic load, are you?”

[jinkyung]

Interesting how he'd change the subject so quickly, and deflected it towards JJ, he was a bit taken aback by Zac's flirting, if you could call it that. It sent goosebumps down his back, and he shuddered as Zac walked away, glad and relieved that he hadn't seen that. Clearing his throat, he continued to defend himself, but instead of deflecting he just said, "Nope, nothing going on. In fact, I really haven't talked to her all that much at all since then. Just a wave in the hallway or something like that, nothing too crazy. Don't worry Zachy you have nothing to worry about." He smiled at his roomy now, and went to lean against the wall closest to his comrade here.

From the look of things outside his window, it was a bright sort of day, but not that brightness that came from the sun, rather the brightness that came from the brief parting in the thunderous clouds above Hammel's ceilings and walls and everything, a brief pause between the many storms that were to come today. It would definitely be a lazy day for him, a day in which he'd be able to do whatever he wanted, perhaps go for a swim even, after his body had time to finish off the rest of his carbohydrate-laden breakfast. Perhaps Zac wanted to join as well? But would he take that as a response to what had happened? Goodness, JJ needed to stop overanalyzing things like that and just go with it. A born-thinker, he was bound to over-think things, to a fault even. It was one of the best and worst traits about him.

Now turning to other topics to clear the mood, JJ responded to Zac's additional inquiry, "Mmm, not really. I mean I'm studying what I need to be studying, as mundane as it all can get.. I'm naturally good at PE, but everything else is a snore. How about you? Planning on getting out of here and into the 'great big world' anytime soon?" He emphasized the last few words of the sentence in a satirical sort of way, the way that parents and teachers always bring up the subject to their students or children, as if the great big world would indeed be something so fantastic its worth all the extra word emphasis.

Taking the last few bites of the bagel, JJ brushed his hands together, letting the little crumbs fall to the floor, and went to wash his hands and face in the sink. He would take a shower too, but going to the pool as he was planning to, there wasn't much of a point to take one beforehand. He glanced over at Zac, wondering if he should ask him, but before his mind could chug it all out, his lips did the thinking this time and just blurted out, "I'm going to the pool to swim some laps. Wanna come along?" He was as shocked as he could have been. Usually he thought everything out, to the last little detail, just look at his journal (well actually don't, he keeps most stuff personal locked away forever in the intricacies of his vast mind), but everything seemed to be different this morning. Perhaps he should go with his conscience's advice and just roll with it.

[Zachary LaRousse]

A satisfied smirk quickly crept on the smug teen’s face as he saw his suitemate’s reaction. While he did expect some degree of flinching on the boy’s side (he wasn’t sure if the boy swings that way after all; in fact, he doesn’t even know if the boy swings at all, no offense to him), seeing him so startled like that made him rather fulfilled. Guess the seemingly stoic boy isn’t so unresponsive after all. “Dude, that was epic,” he chuckled, happily patting the younger boy’s head as he sneaked a playful dose of hair ruffling in the process. “I’m just kidding you know. I do have higher standards than that.” He added a rather boisterous laugh at the end just so the boy knows he’s only teasing. “Don’t get me wrong though Jin, but a little smile here and there wouldn’t hurt much. At all. Seriously. You can earn a whole lot of fans faster that way,” nodded the Prince, standing up at the familiar ding.

“Your face was priceless though. Wish I had my camera back then,” added the boy, turning slightly to sent an impish wink to his bewildered roommate.

“Me? My grades are good, yeah. Though the load right now is getting insanely heavy. I’m cramming more and more each night.” Guess that’s what happens when you’re all in the verge of graduation really. Seems so light at the beginning of the year, then you get all complacent and relaxed, then bam, the huge amount of work suddenly kicks you in the ass. Kinky. “But I’m not sure if I’ll leave just yet. Maybe I’ll stay for a year more, hone my powers and all that.” Fancy words, but all that Zac is saying is that he’s still a bit too lazy to enter university. Sure he’s freer back there, but seems more chaotic back then. That, and he’s not ready to relinquish his ‘throne’ just yet.

As both of them seem to be done with all their toasting for the day, Zac promptly unplugged the toaster and put it back in the cabinet/cupboard, unaware that when he closed the said furniture, the tip of his towel caught into it. “Swimming you say?” he said, leaning back as he munched on his bread, “Sounds good. I let me just go and grab my gear then.” Taking one last bite off his bread, he put his plate down and walked towards his room, apparently oblivious to the show he’s slowly putting on.

As it was, the self-proclaimed Prince only wrapped his towel loosely around his waist, so when it got caught in the cabinet doors, Zac didn’t even feel it tug back, quickly unwrapping from the lad within just two or three steps. It took a good second before Zac realized what was happening, and another two more for him to have the common sense to cover himself with his hands. “Oops. My bad,” he said, blushing shyly and falling down on the floor as he scrambled to look for his wayward towel.

Unfortunately though, the deed has been done. (Or seen, for that matter).

[jinkyung]

Smile? That was nearly a foreign concept to JJ, or so it seemed to the outside world. He would much rather blend into the background and watch from afar than win the hearts of everyone by smiling and doing crazy things like mess with your roommate and his body and his head...in more ways than one. Who would the school be without their moody teenagers? JJ had to stay who he was for the sake of the school's sanity, that's all. If he gave up who he was, he was nearly certain part of the school would lose a part of who they were, and he certainly wouldn't want that. But, for the individual case, JJ looked up at Zac after he so oddly patted his head, and flashed a two second smile. There, that was something right?

Part of Jin was relieved to hear that Zac had plans of staying an extra year. Why should he be so concerned? It wasn't like he had much to relate to the guy, other than being wealthy and being awesomesauce Asians. Even their family stories were different, not to mention their common public demeanor. Secretly, JJ knew the reason why, but letting that surface to the front of his mind would be an utter mistake, he knew this, so he kept those feelings at bay, locking them up, far away from his present mind.

Unfortunately, as fate would have it, that wouldn't be an option. With a pull of a towel from Zac's waist by the toaster that seemed to have it in for him, Jin was all of a sudden thinking about exactly what he told himself not to think about. It was all out there, didn't he feel a draft? Anything?Feeling his cheeks heat up, he diverted his eyes to the opposite wall and after making a noise that sounded like, "Ahhhhh." He raised his hand and pointed blindly in Zac's direction. "I think you're missing something." He remained facing the other way, but it was too late to get it out of his head. It was like a stamp, imprinted in his mind. Luckily, Zac picked up on this and went to grab his towel. "Just let me, uh, know when you're all fixed and I can turn around again." How would he go on with normal conversation.. Should he just pretend like nothing happened? No that wouldn't work, especially with Zac. Perhaps he should mention the whole pool thing again?

"Uh, right, I think I'm going to get my stuff for the pool. I was heading out there anyways. You just do you, get yourself all situated there. I'm just... gonna head over here." He said this as he struggled to walk sideways without looking over in Zac's direction, attempting to rifle through his drawers, pick out his trunks, grab a towel, and head out the door. Not wanting to sound like a prick or an immature child, he added, sticking his head back into the door, "The offer still stands though." He smiled briefly, once more for Zac's sake, perhaps to ease the conversation and environment, and then popped his head back out into the hallway, and went on his way to the pool. Boy was that awkward.

[Zachary LaRousse]

“See, that wasn’t so bad, wasn’t it?” chuckled Zac, playfully pinching JJ’s cheeks as he saw him flash a smile. It wasn’t exactly what he would’ve wanted, but considering the boy’s demeanor, he could say it’s progress. “You should do that more often. You look a whole lot cuter like that. Do it more often and I just might fall for you for real.” Again with the flirting. Seems Zac couldn’t just write it off his DNA really.


Despite his extremely egotistic and narcissistic personality, exhibitionism is one thing that’s definitely not up to Zac’s avenue. While he believes everyone would like to have a taste of his body, and would not mind showing his biceps and/or abdomen from time to time, full-on frontals, like the one that just happened earlier, are a no-no for him. At least when they’re not intentional, like this one. (Case in point – his showdown with Vincent a few months back). Which is why a furious blush, no matter how brief it was, colored the smug teen’s cheeks at least for a while.

“Hey, I’m not missing anything you know,” chuckled the boy nervously as he shifted in his position, trying to locate his missing towel, “I mean, you saw it. I have the whole package.” The joke was crude, lewd and maybe a bit too obscure, but in his situation, it’ll do. It’s not like he has time to deliberate and think of a decent comeback anyway.

A sigh of relief washed over the boy as JJ excused himself. At least Zac couldn’t embarrass the poor boy even further. The moment he went back to his own room, the mimic promptly stood up, wrapped the wayward towel around his waist and laughed, asking himself why he felt so darn ashamed back then.

He had just finished cleaning the common room up (he didn’t bother calling the boy; he figured he’s tortured him enough already) when JJ ran out of his room, seemingly red and shy still, muttering something about going to the pool. But even before he could answer, the boy was already out in the dorm halls and out of his sight. Great.

While Zac wasn’t one to apologize, he figured he might as well follow the boy and appease the seemingly tension-laden air between them. And besides, he does need his early morning exercise. So he promptly tapped into a cheetah and borrowed it’s speed, quickly dressing in his Speedos and putting a pair of loose board shorts over it, then grabbed a towel and sped out of his room in an effort to catch up after the lad. He didn’t bother wearing a shirt; the day was warm enough and it’s not like they’ll be leaving school grounds anyway.


“Dude, wait up!” shouted Zac as he slung his arms over the younger boy’s shoulder, panting and sweating like crazy, “Are you some kind of prude-machine or something? You know your blushing made me feel so ashamed too.” As soon as his heart rate returned to normal, his grin turned into a sly smirk, teasing the boy with, “Was that your first time seeing another guy’s dick?”

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[jinkyung]

Jin just didn't do very well with people, he'd come up with this conclusion a thousand times, but just a few seconds ago his theory proved correct once more. He wasn't good with dealing with certain situations that involved embarrassment or telling people what he really thought about them if it was more than a snide or negative comment. If there was something good or embarrassing to say (at least of himself), JJ would have the hardest time with it, and clam up, much like he did back there. Part of him urged to get better at this skill, to work it all out by facing it and tackling it, but the other, more overpowering part of Jin's mind told him it was inescapable, and part of who he was, and what he had to live with. Now JJ wasn't one to just give up on things, but when it came to matters of the heart...if he'd go as far to say that these thoughts related to the heart at all, were a much more complex ordeal to work around. He stiffened his shoulders in protest of his overbearing mind, certain that he would prove it wrong, stopping in his tracks for just a moment, and then finally slumped them once more. Who was he kidding? He'd be the biggest laughing stock if the school ever did see one if he actually said what he felt. Especially to whom it concerned. No, these certain emotions would have to stay locked up behind closed doors for quite a long time, perhaps forever. He'd get over it eventually, he knew he would. He got over almost everything with time.

Swinging his towel over his shoulder once more, moving to make the next step forward, JJ jerked his head backwards when he heard a shout from behind him. Was he serious? It felt that JJ had made more of a fool of himself than Zac had, even though anyone else who would have witnessed that would say otherwise. He cocked his head as he saw the boy running towards him, this time, clothing fully attached and froze as he put his arm around JJ's neck. Slowly he loosened his muscles, especially after hearing Zac's comment. "No I'm not a prude monster or machine or whatever you want to call it. But no, I've actually never seen a dick before. Congratulations, you're the first one..." He answered with a wry yet slightly pathetic tone.

It was true. Although Jin was out of the closet bisexual, at least a little bit, (although no one really talked to him about it, ignoring any rumors that might have been floating around about this or that concerning him,) he hadn't ever actually been with a guy before. He had made out and stuff in his younger days, but nothing too serious or past first base. Same thing with girls, oddly enough. He was a bit more picky, or you could probably say less interested in girls because of their uncanny ability to always yack on and on about unimportant matters. But he preferred a male anatomy more, when it came down to it. Basically, JJ was a virgin in almost every form. His first kiss however, had been a waste of a kiss now that he thought of it, it was at an underground club with what he thought to be an attractive female who was quite a good dancer. What could he say? He loved a body that could dance, not to mention touchable lips. But if he could have it over again, well he'd just keep that little bit secret.

Starting to walk again, this time with Zac by his side, he continued on, "So...you decided to join me. How nice of you." He almost smiled, but that would be far too many times in one day, and he didn't want to completely give himself away. Not all of a sudden and in one big mush either. These kind of things he'd rather take slow, he had no idea how he would react if something just burst from him and he went all at it. That was quite unlike his character altogether. No, no, JJ would take all of this quite slowly, enjoying what he could while he had the opportunity to do so.