âŚ.it definitely doesnât count as doubling the word count if i wrote from both their perspectives, right????
Still, he got rid of that Samwell Republicans sticker, he changed his Facebook picture back in June for an entire week (in Maine, where his entire family could tear him a new asshole about it), and he listens to BeyoncĂŠ sometimes.
Okay, he doesnât always change the station when she comes on the radio.
Itâs as out-and-proud as heâs going to get, and as deep in each otherâs pockets as they all live, Dex figures everyone has to know by now that he likes guys: specifically, Nursey.
Nurse got to him like Stockholm Syndrome. Will spends any time away from Nursey wishing they were together and the time theyâre together wishing they were together. Itâs some kind of bullshit.
Yo, Dex. Roommate sexiled me last night. Help me get back at him?
Rent queued up on Netflix. My roommate would rather gnaw off his own leg than listen to Rosario Dawson sing Out Tonight, and you literally cannot call yourself a Wellie until youâve seen the most entry level Alt Lifestyle-turned-mainstream movie there is.
Dex almost forgets his shoes on his way out the door.***Derekâs a flirt, but heâs been pushing the limit of plausible deniability for months with Dexâusing the summer to let the ambiguity of text shroud him in mystery.
When theyâre together, heâs gagging for it; deeply lacking chill.
Itâs embarrassingâonly missing mortifying because heâs sure Dex doesnât know. Nursey canât function without touching Dex if theyâre in the same room, so itâs an otherwise open secret. Sometimes, Bitty looks at Derek like he wants to cry. If there were any sort of reciprocation, he probably wouldnât be making Bits cry with the sheer force of his crush.
So when heâs got the lights off to set the mood, and Dex shows up ruddy as a cabbage patch doll, he regrets pushing the envelope. Heâs on his best behavior, hands to himself while Dexâs fists clench and spasm through the whole first act.
He hates that heâs fucked up so bad not even La Vie Bohème pulls the stick out of Dexâs ass, but when he pauses the movie to apologize, everything goes sort of fuzzy.
Dexâs fingers grab onto Nurseâs neck, still stiff and twitchy, and the palms of his hands are sticky with sweat pressed under Derekâs ear. Heâd be grossed out if he werenât pant-shittingly shocked.
Copper eyelashes tangle up in themselves when Dex squeezes his eyes shut, and even though Derek knows what comes next, when Dex kneels over him and swans in to work his tongue against Nurseyâs teeth, heâs pretty much comatose.
âDude.â Nursey gasps when Dex reels away. âThe fuck?â
Itâs not possible. It shouldnât be possible, but Dexâs face and the tip of his nose get so goddamn red if Derek couldnât see the contradictory evidence pushing at Dexâs fly, heâd swear he had no blood anywhere else in his body.
âDidnât you want me to?â Dex snaps, grinding the heel of his hand into his brow, and the shaking starts to set in just around his shoulders before Nursey gets his shit together.
âChyeah. Of course I did. I just didnât know you wanted to, you know?â
Derek pulls Dexâs hands away from his face and grins at the tiny quirk of his lip.
âFor a while, yeah. I wasnât sure you wanted it, too, untilâŚâ
The penny drops so suddenly that Derekâs breath catches in his throat, and heâs practically choking on his own laughter. Dex is concerned for the five seconds it takes him to realize Nursey doesnât need emergency first aid; then, it fades into the sullen annoyance Nurse canât live without.
âYou thought I wanted to Netflix and chill?â he manages to sputter, using his knuckles to wipe tears from his eyes.
âShut the fuck up, Iââ
âIf thatâs all it took, I shouldâve thought of it sooner,â Nursey says. He tugs Dex down onto him and kisses away his rebuttal.