Entwined

Another boring day in his empty dorm room. Well, not exactly empty. His bed had two black and white comforters, several pillows, and plenty of stuffed toys. A bed table was set up next to it with a colorful lamp and several different types of rubiks cubes (all completed), the bedside table was also set up with a small book shelf, that was filled to the brim with manga. A dresser sat at the foot of his bed too.

Today, instead of sitting at the desk that was set up in the room working on homework, he sat on his bed with his legs crossed, a stuffed purple teddy bear in his lap, his hand set on his knee, and a pink marker in hand, and a lollipop in his mouth.

He drew the marker over his hand, drawing the face, surprisingly, instead of a butterfly, he drew a simple looking bunny, with long ears and a lopsided smile.

Music played from a iHome set up on the dresser, playing music from the band Weezer, and Nine was humming along with it, as he drew on his own hand, attempting to keep the growing boredom at bay.

He wasn't sure who would want to bug him and on a odd day but he didn't mind surprises at all and instead relished them as long as they were the good surprises. He had just finished his drawing on his hand and set the marker down when he heard the door opening. Feeling that surprise he looked up to see who it was that was entering in his occupied room to only see a boy who couldn't be more then a year or two older then him with long white hair.

Nine didn't deal with boredom well at all. And one would wonder what would happen to him when he lived in a dorm by himself. It wasn't pretty. He would be just about to jump out the window to find fun for even a moment before everything went splat. He couldn't even explain how he managed being stuck in a room alone. One would be able - or maybe not be able to imagine how he felt to be getting a room mate. Not that anyone told him, but why else would a strange man come into his room and carrying a bag of belongings. Well, he could be a creeper, as Nine could reason, but that wouldn't make much sense.

He took the sucker he had and dropped it into the trash at the side of his bed and tilted his head at the words that the other spoke, not particularly understanding what he meant. He couldn't help it if he was more oblivious on some things. He didn't think long on the meaning. If he didn't get it - since he thought his appearance fine, not really seeing the difference between the looks of boys and girls, it all seemed stupid to think of - and went to thinking on the fact that he would be having a roomie now.

“Roomie...” He whispered. He was silent until that moment and by that time the white haired guy was already by the empty bed and tossing a bag there. In a instant, something that couldn’t even be a second, Nine got loud again. “Yay! A roommate! This will be awesome!” And he proceeded to jumping off his bed quickly and leapt at the other, capturing the other boy in a tight hug like they were some long lost friends.

Refusing to let go he continued hanging off the other. “This is going to be so much fun. We can play games all night! And you look big and tough, you can keep the monsters away. I swear they exist but no one believes me!” Even though he tried to make himself sound exhasperated by what he said last, the overwhelming and excitement was still obviously there. “What’s your favorite game?” He pressed on. “By the way! I’m Nine!”