#romllis

pairing: 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝗑 2𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗌

tags: 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖺𝗎, 𝗍𝗈𝗑𝗂𝖼!𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽!𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗌, 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉

summary: 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍, 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝖿𝖿𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗌. 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇. 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅, 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝖺𝗄 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇.

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back & forth we go

After his talk with Roman, and the slightly odd agreement they had, Hollis expected a totally new vibe between them. He thought he’d introduce him to his friends and smirk as they raised their eyebrows in surprise at how quickly he changed Roman’s opinion on him. Thought he’d include him in their little group, laugh at Chessa’s complaints about how another one of her friends was being mind controlled by him. Maybe they’d even hang out, just the two of them after school. He’d do his best not to flirt too hard, but he couldn’t promise anything. He found himself imagining interactions with Roman at all random times of the day, fighting off the fluttering in his stomach whenever thoughts of him arose. 

But truthfully, he hadn’t seen Roman anywhere but the two classes they shared. And knowing Hollis’ tendency to skip, even those sightings were rare. He couldn’t catch him in the hallways, didn’t see him at lunch or at dismissal. He’d doubt he’d see him at any school games, because if Hollis wasn’t the type to go, then Roman absolutely wasn’t, either. 

It just felt so odd, to never see a face he was constantly and actively looking for. Maybe he wasn’t looking hard enough. Maybe he was looking too hard. He couldn’t comprehend it, but he was becoming very confused very quickly. 

But very soon, his initial assumptions were thrown out the window. 

It began on a random Tuesday, about three weeks after Roman’s arrival. He’d been unblocked for a while, but they hadn’t spoken a single word over text or elsewhere. Hollis definitely drafted several things to say to him, but ever since that talk in the hallway, he wasn’t sure what would or wouldn’t set Roman off. So he waited. 

Then he finally saw his opportunity. He was talking to Chessa, a pretty neutral expression on his face but he seemed to be listening to whatever she was ranting about. His arms were crossed, and his phone was at his side, never glancing at it for even a second. Chessa did say he was pretty attentive. 

Tucking his own phone into his pocket, Hollis begins to walk over to the two, meaning to politely scoot Chessa away so he could just talk to Roman. Chessa and Hollis glance at each other, a narrowing of the eyes between them, and then Hollis’ gaze shifts to Roman. The two make brief eye contact before Roman’s whispering something to Chessa and walking the opposite direction. 

Hollis’ face twists up in confusion and the tiniest ounce of hurt. What the hell was his problem? All this time, has Roman been avoiding him? 

He watches him disappear down the hallway, taking a moment before approaching Chessa, visibly disappointed. He stuffs his hands into the pockets of his hoodie and sighs, unsure what to even ask her right now. 

“What was that about?” Hollis finally asks. 

“I don’t know. He said he needed to go talk to a teacher about something.” Chessa shrugs. 

“The moment I appear? He seemed to have no other plans until I showed up.” “Holl. I think you’re overthinking this. Roman has known you for less than a month at this point, the chances of him having some kind of animosity with you are low. Chill out, man. Okay?” 

“Fine. I’m just crazy, I guess.” Hollis throws his hands up. Chessa shakes her head and tells Hollis she’ll catch him later, walking out of view. 

𓂃⋆.˚

Even as he got home, what happened earlier stuck with Hollis. He didn’t really believe Chessa at all. Roman had to have seen him, they made eye contact for Christ’s sake. He was avoiding him and that was that. Hollis couldn’t figure out why he was so hung up on it if that was all there was to the story. 

He tried scrolling on his phone for a little, and it worked at first. But when a reel about crushes came on his feed, thoughts of Roman immediately flooded his brain. He groans, possibly attempting to suffocate himself with his pillow before he ultimately caved and texted the group chat about his problem. 

Hollis was fully prepared to go to sleep after talking to Ryan and Nate. He was beat, and on top of this, slowly starting to develop a migraine. Some well needed rest would do him good. 

Not even three minutes after placing his phone on his nightstand, it buzzed against the wooden surface. Hollis grunted, assuming it was Nate or Ryan sending some stupid TikTok to the chat. He grabbed his phone and was about to go off on them and then put his phone on silent, but he noticed a notification from Instagram. It was Roman. Roman, who hadn’t spoken to him in person or through text in almost a full month. Roman, who consciously avoided him today without any explanation. 

The smart move would’ve been to turn his phone off, roll over, and finally fall asleep. Roman would assume he was asleep and it’d have to wait until the morning. It was a good idea. 

Maybe Hollis wasn’t smart, though. He tapped on the notification and was redirected to their otherwise barren chat, a three week timegap in their messages. His eyes skimmed the short text, narrowing as he tried to come up with a response to something so simple yet vague. Before he could think anymore, his thumbs were tapping away at the screen. 

He had to tell Nate and Ryan about this. Prove to them that Roman was possibly as interested as Hollis was, or at least wanted to talk to him. He opened the group chat as fast as he could, typing quickly.

Hollis laughed at his friend's antics, but then a weird feeling settled in his stomach. Here Roman was, pretending he hadn’t a clue about what occurred earlier. Hollis wasn’t buying it, not in the slightest. And the promise he made didn’t even seem genuine. But progress was progress, right? He didn’t want him to block him, nor intentionally ghost him from now on. So he dropped it and tried to just be happy Roman was interacting with him at all. 

Who’s to say Roman wouldn’t immediately go back to ghosting him, though? Brushing past him in  the hallway? He felt desperate; for his attention, his time, his words. He hadn’t gotten this attached to anyone in his entire life, not even girls he’d dated for months. What was so different about Roman? How did he have this ability to shut Hollis up even when it didn’t feel right. 

Sleep was definitely needed now after all of that. Hollis silenced his phone for the night and rolled over. He stares at the wall for a few minutes, countless thoughts wracking through his brain, attempting to keep him awake. 

But soon he was drifting off, and the thoughts that plagued him were held off until tomorrow. 

𓂃⋆.˚

The days after their talk were no different. Well, that wasn't completely true. It was slightly different, but it was so odd that it wasn’t explainable. 

In the hallways, Roman would briefly acknowledge Hollis before walking off. A short wave, a half smile, mere eye contact. But he never spoke. Whether he was around Chessa or some of the other friends he picked up or Hollis was with Nate and Ryan, not a single word was exchanged between the two of them. He didn’t sit anywhere near him at lunch, didn’t wait up for him after school, rarely spoke to him between classes. 

But Hollis couldn’t say they hadn’t talked at all. Roman asked him for help sometimes in class, even when it was obvious he paid more attention than Hollis did. He’d even gotten his number. His actual number. They texted after school, in the comfort of their own rooms. The texts fluctuated between slightly flirty and casual, and while Hollis liked talking to Roman, he didn’t quite know what direction this was going in. 

Roman seemed to know Hollis liked him. He had to. No one had told him (or at least Hollis hoped), and he himself hadn’t initiated anything particularly romantic. But Roman’s texts slowly became a little less friendly and a little more flirty over time. They’d even called a few times, just because Roman ‘wanted to hear his voice.’

How was it that Roman was supposedly reciprocating interest in private but avoiding him in public? Which side of him was genuine? Was this a joke? So many different thoughts and theories, no answers, and one confused Hollis. He had spent some time thinking over it, wondering how long it would go on. He overthinked their whatevership whenever Roman passed him in the halls or avoided eye contact at lunch.  And every time, without fail, just a text or call from Roman would put his worries at bay. It was dizzying. 

Very dizzying.

a/n: 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖻𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗀 :( 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗋 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝖻𝗈𝗑 <3 𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌.

2Hollis x Rommulas

Note: This is not based on the song ‘Just for Now’ by Imogen Heap; I simply liked the title. At some point, I will write more about them because I have so many ideas I wanna explore. Also, this is my contribution to Pride. Enjoy! 

Content warning: Smut, oral; they’re both switchy. If there is anything I might have missed, please let me know.

Synopsis: Hollis and Roman have an agreement that they’ve both grown to enjoy, but for reasons neither of them will let on until one fated night.

Roman leans against the balcony lazily as smoke curls from his lips. He flicks his gaze along and quickly pauses when he sees him making out with some woman in a secluded corner. Watching his lips move along hers felt vile. He felt something acidic boiling in the pit of his stomach.

The man flutters his eyes open, feeling someone’s eyes burning into his flesh. He continues to kiss the woman, undeterred by someone watching. He scans the crowd and nearly moans once their eyes meet. He can tell, besides his nonchalant attitude, he is trying to sport; he is livid.

Hollis loved this unspoken game that they always seemed to play. Before their late nights, they’d decide who would pick their lady of the night. Each time they would share a woman, the energy always teetered along a line neither of them seemed to want to explore. Until tonight. He urges the woman to straddle him, not caring for who may see. He craves one man’s gaze. His hands move slowly along the expanse of her back before boldly grasping her ass, tugging her over his groin.

The sight has Roman nearly crushing the cigarette between his fingers, yet he does not tear his eyes away despite the anger festering beneath his skin. He can see him smirking like this is some game only he knows the rules to. He abandons the stick and makes his way over to them. He is standing directly behind her, yet she does not notice. Why would she? She is grinding against his lap like she is in heat. She is too caught up in the clouds of lust to realize the man isn’t even giving her his full attention. His lips may work along hers, but he isn’t focused on her at all.

he looks so good here omg👀

chpt.1 -> chpt.2 MASTERLIST

TLDR; hollis has know ryan since he was 15, they’ve always had something past friendly, but they’ll never acknowledge that. at least not until hollis is introduced to roman. (title has nothing to do with the story, i just like that song)

(ignore typos ok. im too lazy to redo.)

texts + instagram post @ end <2

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conllis + romllis ( conromllis!)

𝒞𝓁ℴ𝓈ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓂ℴ𝓊𝓉𝒽, ℴ𝓅ℯ𝓃 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 ℯ𝓎ℯ𝓈.