It Was Matías with the Candlestick [closed]

[Matías Ré]

Monday. Back to weekdays routine. Matías got up from bed, brushed his teeth, took a bath, put some clothes, arranged his backpack, triple-checked his homework and set to walk to the cafeteria. It was just opening, and he was the first one there: most students were still barely waking up, after all.

After taking everything he needed, instead of sitting down to have breakfast, Mat walked back to the dorm buildings. He made his way to the fifth floor and opened the door to Aaron's dorm, he had key he had asked from one of the blonde's roommates, and in the common room, he stood in front of Aaron's bedroom. Placing one of the food containers on top of the other, and holding them with one hands, he knocked the Aaron's bedroom with the other.

"Aaron?" he asked out loud. "Are you awake yet? You have Math in an hour, I have your breakfast here," he said and patiently waited for an answer. Tapping his foot lightly, he started to look around and then checked his watch. They were still on time. "I brought my own breakfast too since you said it was uncomfortable to keep eating in front of me while I wasn't doing the same," he said through the closed door, still tapping his foot and looking around. "I know you said to stop coming here every morning, but could you just open?"

Ever since Mat met the blonde, this had been part of the everyday routine: coming every morning to Aaron's room to get him breakfast and help him with any last minute homework he hadn't finished yet. It meant that Mat was waking up way earlier than most people in the school, among other things, but the Argentinean didn't care. It was one of his ways to repay the blonde for the painting he had damaged the day they met.

"And I'm kind of hungry so..." he was being careful to be loud enough so Aaron would hear him, but not too loud as to bug the other roommates.

[Aaron Hale]

Aaron grunted lightly to himself. It seemed that he had slept wrong again, or something like that. His back felt sore and that alone made him not want to roll out of bed, just lay in it for a while longer. He knew that Mat was tapping against the dorm room, even though he had stated that he did not need to wake him up so early.

He could have dressed himself up quick enough, didn't really need an hour to do that. Still, it was likely that Matías would stand there and knock until the blonde got up and answered the door. Letting a silent curse roll through his tightly clenched lips, Aaron rolled out of his bed and landed on the soft floor.

If he weren't so tired, Aaron would have noticed that he was only wearing boxers, but that wasn't really at the forefront of his mind at the moment. Wiping the sleep from his eyes, Aaron fixed the white shirt of his that had begun to slump from one side, before answering the male knocking at his door.

"Yeah, yeah, I hear ya." he said loud of enough for the Argentinean to hear him. Luckily Mat had begun to bring his own food as well, it helped ease the awkwardness that seemed to loom when he was forced to eat in front of him. Twisting the knob, Aaron slowly pulled open the door, now face to face with the male. He raised a light eyebrow, emerald eyes darting from the food to Mats face.

"I do remember telling you not to come here every morning but since you're already here, I guess I can't tell you to go or anything." Considering that he had just woken up, Aaron's brain wasn't exactly thinking at full capacity, but that was how it usually was. Need around a good thirty minutes before he could get up to full speed.

"Food smells good though, whatcha got?"

[Matías Ré]

As soon as the door opened Matías entered the bedroom, almost stumbling his way in, but managing to not drop anything. "Well, your favorites, of course," he said while laying the blonde's breakfast in his desk. After almost three weeks of breakfast in the room service provided by the Argentinean, he knew exactly what Aaron's favorite options for breakfast were, which he had been bringing ever since. The blonde didn't care having the same breakfast everyday, right? After all, it was his favorite.

"Oh, you're..." Mat said as he took a seat in Aaron's bed after noticing the blonde was still in his underwear. "It's fine I can close my eyes while you chanke" he said and covered both of his eyes with his left hand. With his right hand, he opened his food container, took one of the plastic sporks and started to try to take a piece of his pancake without seeing anything. "Just tell me when you're done, eating blind doesn't seem easy," he continued. "Did you do your homework?" he asked.

[Aaron Hale]

He found himself smiling despite himself, Mat had learned over the course of three weeks what Aaron liked for breakfast, and that became a constant for his early mornings. His stomach let out a small rumble, something that he couldn't really hear but he could feel it. “Great.” He said a little cheerily.

The breakfast was promptly placed upon his desk, Mat taking himself a seat on his bed and preparing to eat his own breakfast. That was of course when his lack of pants was pointed out, which lead to a light red color to creep along his fair cheeks. “So it seems.” he muttered slightly embarrassed.

Reaching into a small dresser, Aaron pulled out a pair of sweat pants and put them on quickly. Now he was more presentable, which really boiled down to the fact that now he had pants on. “I'm done. You can uncover your eyes now.” Grabbing his breakfast and sitting next to Mat, Aaron dug into it. His favorite was some bacon, pancakes and eggs, a simple breakfast really.

“Yeah I did my homework... most of it anyway.” he said, taking a bite of pancake, the buttery flavor melting in his mouth. Aaron could have finished the homework last night but he had other things to do. (No he didn't.)

[Matías Ré]

Matías quickly uncovered his eyes and was glad to see he hadn't make any mess with his attempts at blind-eating. "Erm, aren't you... going to wear a shirt?" he asked as he examined the blonde. "I mean, it's fine, it's your room," he immediately looked down and continued his pancake. "It's not like it makes me feel weird, why would it? Of course not, it's completely not-weird, what is weird's antonym? Normal? It's completely normal of course," he nodded. "As normal as these pancakes," he said while chewing, but stopped as he gave his food a more thorough taste. "I don't like these pancakes, can I have your eggs?" he puppy-eyed Aaron slightly while biting his lips.

Matías liked to believe he could tell when Aaron was lying, but he couldn't really. A wild guess, however, made him believe that the "most of it" part of the blonde's answer pointed mostly to a "didn't do it" rather to an "almost finished". He was in good luck that Mat was more than able and willing to help the other boy with his homework. "We can finish it," he said. "I can help you. Or I can do it for you. You wouldn't learn but I can teach you later. I won't tell anyone," he placed a hand in his chest and said with a small smile: "I promise."

[Aaron Hale]

Of course he was going to put on s shirt. Wasn't he wearing a.... oh god he wasn't even wearing a shirt in the first place. One hand feeling over his chest, he then realized that there was indeed no shirt, just a bare chest. Yeah, he was too tired for this, but mistakes happen. The pancakes were better than usual, they had a certain quality to them that just melted in his mouth; he never was an egg person though. Something about the food was just not in his palette really.

“Yeah, you can have the eggs.” That just meant more pancakes for him. The puppy eyes were uncalled for, and would have worked most likely; in case Aaron actually did want the eggs, though he somewhat did want them, but that’s not the point. After the swap, Aaron continued in eating his hotcakes, and they were great.

Perhaps how he answered the question had given him away. Aaron had not done any of his homework, well he did a a little of it but not much at all. Sure that was absolutely irresponsible of him but noe like he knew what he was doing mostly. He could have let Mat do his homework for him, which would have been easy but that didn't feel right to him. However, Aaron didn't need any negative grades, so there would be no harm in asking him to do it.

“You can? That would be great!” He was of course referring to the one where Mat did the work, but maybe he could try to help out a little, not like he would just kick back and relax while his friend did all the work. “We can work on it together, that’s like twice as fast.”