#neddenice

Emil did his best in school of course. He studied when he needed to, went to his classes all the time even if he felt like they wasted time, and even made sure to do most of the homework. He liked it for the most part. The stress of finals burned him to the core though.

With his face pressed down into his pillow he refuses to move. He finished his last final for the winter and is taking a well deserved ‘nope session’. Only later when his stomach growls will he willingly move. Until then, he will remain on his bed attempting to take a nap.

The nap idea goes out the window when there’s a knock on his dorm door. The loud voice on the other end tells him exactly who is there and he just whines in response instead of actually using words. He fumbles for his phone and texts Lars at least that the door is open.

“Emil!” Mathias cheers. Emil groans again and still doesn’t move as Mathias hops on over and onto his bed, laying flush against Emil and snuggling into his shoulder. Lars rolls his eyes and shuts the door behind him, holding a bag in his other hand.

“Quite dumbass people are studying still,” Lars the voice of reason sits on the edge of Emil’s bed and places a loving hand in his hair. Emil once more, whines instead of using actual words. Mathias giggles at him.

“Our boy is growing up!” He coos and nuzzles Emil again. With no effort Emil raises a hand to smack him. It misses and surely wouldn’t have hurt even if he did manage to hit. Lars snorts and holds up his bag, reaching in and pulling out a container. The smell hits Emil and his head pops up. He scoots away form Mathias towards the scent and greedily takes the box when given to him.

“How come you won’t cuddle me but you’ll go near him?” Mathias pouts. His words hold no value as he scoots to wiggle around Emil and wrap his arms around him from behind.

“He had food,” Emil manages to talk between bites, savoring the fact he didn’t have to pay for it. Lars looks a little proud at that, rubbing gently at Emil’s arm to not interrupt his food. There’s a comfortable silence between them as Emil eats, happily munching on his food. A college kid’s weakness.

“We were thinking of celebrating tonight if you would like to join us,” Lars tells him once the plate is clean. Emil hums and leans on Lars’s shoulder. Mathias is snuggling into his back, lovingly rocking him just a little.

“What’d you have in mind?” Emil mumbles. He laces his fingers into Mathias’s, hiding his face to hide his embarrassment from the happy giggle he lets out. Lars rubs his head gently.

“A few movies and cuddles,” Is the plain answer. Emil hums. Then nods.