The environment was definitely not ideal for you, with sweaty people slushing around red cups of bitter smelling liquid. The beverage most definitely impacted their behavior, you figured.

“Hey” A random frat boy’s voice rang, “Want some?”

You held out a hand with a pathetic smile, “I’m alright, I’m a designated driver tonight anyways.”

The male chuckled and plopped down next to you, “Ya sure? A little taste won’t make you buzzed. That way, you can truly let go!” He leaned in closer, that familiar bitterness adorning his breath.

You shot up, scrambling to your feet, and ran to the bathroom.

You cursed yourself for letting it go this far. There was something you could do, but you dreaded it. The two of you had made a promise after all, but it was 1:00 in the morning, and he had a test the next day. You closed your eyes, listening to the screaming of the boys outside.

The worst thing he can do is get mad…

With gently shaking hands, you pulled out your cell phone. Pressing his contact name, you brought the phone up to your ear.

After the second ring, he picked up. “(Y/N)?”

“M-Mattsun.” You whimpered.

You heard shuffling on the other side of the line, presuming he shot up alertedly. “What’s going on? Why are you awake?”

“I’m stuck…” you whispered, sniffling shortly after, “I’m hiding in the b-bathroom.”

“Are you crying? Please, (Y/N). Where are you?”

“I got roped into the Sigma’s party tonight.” You confessed as your tears finally fell, “I don’t like it at all, Mattsun. Can you… can you please come get me? I don’t feel safe walking alone.”

“Stay where you are.” The last thing you heard from the line was the jingling of keys, and the sound of slippers being hastily slid on.

The wait was agonizing, with people knocking lazily on the shut door in hopes to discard their wastes. Every knock elicited a small whimper, and the loud ones a startled cry.

“Godddd hurry uuppppp.” A slurred voice sounded form the outside, “Who the hell shits at a party?”

You stayed quite, hands shaking in your lap.

“I’ll break down this fuckin door if you don’t finish up. Lemme in.” The doorknob jiggled roughly, but thankfully the lock kept it in place. “That’s it! The door’s comin dow-“

Instead of the door hitting the ground, you heard the thump of a body hitting it. Five gentle, patterned knocks sounded after a few seconds.

Patterned knocks… thank the gods.

You hesitantly cracked the door open, but were relieved to see your roommate’s worried face through the small opening.

You opened the door fully, falling into Mattsun’s arms. “I hate it here, please take me home.” The dark-haired male held you close and carded a hand through your hair. “Let’s get out of here.”

With a hand securely holding your side, and a strong arm wrapped around your waist, the two of you began the walk of shame out of the party. The hustle and bustle had stopped, resulting in pairs of eyes on all of you.

“Make sure to cashapp me $5.” Mattsun quipped, “Show’s not free, ya’know.”

You giggled softly as he led you outside. “Thank you for rescuing me. I’m sorry for waking you up.”

The hand around your waist retreated, instead choosing to slide securely in your own. “Never apologize for waking me up. If I hadn’t gotten there when I did, that douchebag would’ve broken the door down. Im glad I punched him when I did.”

“Oh that’s what that sound was!” You replied with a slight chuckle. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if you didn’t come. Thanks, Mattsun.”

Your roommate smiled and kissed your cheek, “if you need me, call me; any time of night and I’ll be there.” You mean a lot to me or whatever.”

As you turned away out of embarrassment, you couldn’t help but wonder if he returned your feelings.

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