okay prompts: aris and newt get paired as roommates in university and they both are like holy shit this isn't good because they both think the other is really hot. and they just don't know how not to be awkward or something
“Minho, just admit it. I’m fucked.”
Minho tipped back the last of his beer and shook his head. “If you were fucked, you’d be in better shape,” he said. “You gotta just get over it, man. He’s just a person.”
“He’s not just a person,” Newt said desperately. “He’s the single hottest person I’ve ever seen.”
“Hey,” Minho said, sounding genuinely offended. “I’ve seen him. He’s not that hot.”
Newt waved a hand. “Don’t go fishing for compliments, Minho, it doesn’t suit you. Point is, he’s hot, he walks around in just a towel after he showers--”
“So do you,” Minho pointed out, but Newt wasn’t done.
“He gets drunk and acts ridiculous and somehow he’s even hotter tat way and God, Minho, I need help.”
“No,” Minho retorted, “you need to man up and tell him. You’re roommates with the hottest guy you know, you know he likes guys, you just need to stop dodging it and start enjoying it.”
Newt dropped his head to his arms. “He’ll hate me,” he muttered. “He’ll get a new roommate.”
“So you won’t have to look at him anymore.”
Minho fell silent, and it took a minute for Newt to realize he was doing something. His head jerked up and his eyes widened. Minho had his phone. “What are you doing?” he yelped.
“Fixing the problem,” Minho said. He showed Newt the text he’d just sent Aris. Wanna fuck?
Newt stared at it in horror. “Oh God,” he moaned. “Oh my God, why would you do that, give me the phone.”
But before Minho could take it back, the phone buzzed. Aris had replied.