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Okay for the roommate!im5 blurb night, could you write something for Dana where you guys finally have a moment after dating other people and it not working out and trying to deny feelings you have for each other because who dates their roommate and yknow just super duper fluffy or have it like where you just chill with dana and his friends and your friends and be childish because you play spin the bottle or too hot or other middle school party games thanks :)

That’s the end of Roommate!IM5 Blurb Night, thanks to everyone that joined in.

Omg, okay so this is going to be a two part blurb!

Part 1: Roommate!Dana watched as you walked through the door, slamming it shut, and resting your back against while letting out a huff. “How was your date?” he asked, still watching as you took off your coat, hanging it up.

“Terrible,” you muttered, “The guy wouldn’t stop talking about himself, he talked with his mouth full, and to top it off he was a ass-hat.” You plopped down on the couch next to him. “How was your date?” you asked. He sent you a disgusted look, and you nodded in understanding. You both slumped more into the couch, and Dana held out the bowl of pretzels offering one to you. You grabbed one, munching on it as you watched Bob’s Burgers. 

Once you had showered, and were in your pajamas, you joined Dana on the couch once more. The two of you cuddled up, starting to watch some random movie. There was something between you two, something neither of you wanted to acknowledge. You both had feelings for each other, but you never did anything about it, thinking it’ll be weird for roommates to date. “I give up on this dating thing, it’s just not working out,” Dana confessed, pulling you closer to his body.

“I agree with you on that,” you said, “So far all the guys I’ve met have been douches.” Simultaneously, you both let out a sigh.

“Alright, I propose we both just go with the flow from here on out,” he suggested. You looked up at him with furrowed eyebrows, his words washing over you. 

“Alright,” you nodded, resting your head back on his chest. Dana smiled, this was his chance to possibly start something with you.

Part 2: Your unspoken vow of just going with the flow was going well. Now a month later, you and Dana had friends over hosting a little get together. It was like everyone had time traveled back to middle school days, and you were all playing spin the bottle.

“Oh! KISS KISS KISS!” everyone chanted as your best friend leaned over the bottle, lips locked with David. You were all slightly buzzed, beer bottles scattered over the coffee table near a bowl of chips. Dana sat across from you, beer in hand as he watched you laugh at something Will said. He brought the beer up to his lips, taking a swig from it. “Your turn, Dana,” Alex announced, back resting against Gabe’s chest. They had set out on this game. Your attention was immediately focused on him, watching as he reached over, spinning the bottle. Anticipation started to fill you as you watched it spin around, and around, and soon the bottle landed on you. Dana’s eyes landed on yours, a slight smirk on his face.

“Me, and you, babe,” he said, getting up, and making his way over. You were speechless, and before you could say anything, Dana cupped your cheek, giving you a passionate kiss. Everyone started to cheer, and his stuck his tongue in your mouth, fighting your tongue for dominance. You could taste the bitterness of the beer on tongue. Wrapping your arms around his neck, Dana lifted you up more, the kiss becoming even more heated. You nibbled on his bottom lip, a groan leaving his lips. “GET A ROOM!” Cole shouted, laughter filling the living room. You had forgot the two of you had company, and you pulled away from the kiss, clearing your throat. Both of you were breathing irregular, and Dana sat down next to you, subtly pulling you closer. 

“I think Y/N are gonna sit the rest of this game out,” he said, reading your mind. One of your friends sent you look, wiggling her eyebrows at you. It wasn’t said, but you knew right then, and there that you and Dana were something more than just roommate. 

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For your IM5 roommate night thing could you write a little thing about being roommates with Cole and what you think he would be like? Btw I love your writing 💙👌

Aw thank you, and omg you all are going to make me squeal with these Cole blurbs. No joke I plan to marry either him, Calum, or Nate Maloley (hoping for Cole though).

Cole as a roommate omg that would be fun:

he’d have half his room decorated in Star Wars stuff

I think he would sing random songs to you whenever you were upset

he’d want to be the one to cook, but at times beg for your cooking 

he would call his dad a lot, half the time it was because he forgot how to fix something

Cole would demand you two have a mandatory movie night with lots of cuddles

you would hear him singing loudly in the shower (don’t fight me on this)

he would like to steal the towels out the bathroom whenever you were in there, and you would have to make a run towards your room 

being woken up out of your sleep with tickles

Cole having his moments of just being silent

he would flirt with you

Cole would take pictures of everything, and beg you to go out with him so he could take even more pictures

basically Roommate!Cole is my aesthetic 

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I am FINNA request something ok so you and roommate!Cole cannot decide where to put the couch in the new apartment and a big fight happens (but obviously you make up bc hello Cole is the kindest)

YAS! I love me some Cole, babe’s in Amsterdam, and is taking some hella nice pics.

“I want it smack dab in the middle of the room,” Roommate!Cole said, arms crossed over his chest. You stood opposite of him in the same pose, glaring at him.

“That’s tacky, it has to be positioned in a certain way,” you argued. Cole narrowed his eyes at you. You both had been repeating the same words for the last ten minutes. When you two decided to move in together, you immediately had a vision on what you wanted the living room to look like. Now Cole was going against everything you envisioned. 

“I’m putting my foot down on this one Y/N, it’s going int the middle,” he announced, starting to move the couch in place. You stood in front of it, stopping him from pushing it. 

“Everything else in this place is the way you want it, let me just have this one thing!” you exclaimed. Cole was stubborn, even when it came to looking apartment. You passed all the ones you liked to accommodate for him. 

“No, the living room is an essential to guys, and I’m not having you changing that,” he said. You rolled eyes at him, letting out a huff, and storming off to your room. Cole sighed, he never liked when you got upset, especially when he was the reason for it. He plopped down onto the couch, looking around the living room. This was the one place you were really excited to decorate. You were so excited that you explained in detail to Cole how you wanted it to look. 

“Y/N,” Cole said two hours later, sticking his head through your door. 

“What do you want?” you spat, looking up from your book. Cole sighed, and he walked inside, sitting at the edge of your bed.

“I’m sorry I’ve been controlling this whole move,” he confessed, “I don’t like seeing you upset, and you were right.” You looked at him, and he gave you his best puppy dog look. “Please forgive me?” he begged, starting to poke at your side until you gave him a smile. He cheered, pulling you up onto your feet.

“I ordered pizza, and changed the living room around to the way you wanted it,” he said, pulling you out the room to show you. You smiled even more at him, giving him a hug.

“I love you, you goofball,” you said, “Thank you.”

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If you're doing requests for the roommate thing can you write a Will one where both of you are music majors in college and what it would entail

With both you, and Roommate!Will majoring in music, your room became known as Melody room around the dorms. Whether it was you, or Will inside, music was always flowing. Sometimes for fun, the two of you would write songs together. This was how your relationship grew. You were worried about sharing a room with someone you didn’t like, but when you met Will all those fears went away. Will admired you a lot, though he was really focused on his music, you seemed to be the one with the hardcore driven passion for it. You would spend late nights composing songs, and whenever you fell asleep over you desk he was the one to carry you to bed, and tuck you in. There was chemistry between you both, everyone could see it. Finally finals came, everyone had to compose as song, and present it in class. This was when you found out Will loved you, because for his final, he had written, and dedicated his song to you

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You thought moving in with your best friend would be fun, that was until you and Roommate!Dalton started having differences. You were the tidy one, and he was the messy one. He was an early bird, and you were a night owl. You were surprised neither one of you killed each other by now, but somehow you made it work. Dalton started putting in effort to clean up, and you learned to get used to his early morning alarm. The two of you were like yin and yang.

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Roommate!David had broken his foot, which meant you would be spending time helping him do some things. At first you didn’t mind, but then David soon became dependent on you for a lot of things. At one point he took it too far by whining for the remote which was literally on the coffee table, nine inches away from his hand. He called you into the living room, asking you to hand it to him.

“Get it yourself, it’s right there,” you snapped.

“I’m too weak to get up, and my foot...” David trailed off, staring at you with puppy dog eyes. You rolled your eyes at him, shaking your head.

“David, you can reach out to grab it. I’m sick of doing everything for you, your foot’s broken, not your hands,” you reminded him. For some reason he became more needy than usual. So needy you ended up feeding him one day, and you’ve had enough about it.

“Until one of you requests is moving you to a different room, or getting your pants on don’t call me,” you demanded, heading back to you room to finish an essay. David’s face scrunched up, and he reached for the remote, changing the channel. Starting to think maybe he was taking advantage of you. 

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Roommate!Gabe groaned, grabbing one of his pillows, and placing it over his head. It was too early, too early for you to be showering, and singing at the top of your lungs. If you could sing, Gabe wouldn’t be complaining. The problem was you didn’t know how to, you were tone deaf. That never mattered to you, the shower head was your microphone, and you had to perform to the imaginary people. “SHUT-UP!” Gabe yelled, pressing the pillow more onto his head. When your singing didn’t quiet down, Gabe let out a huff, sliding out of bed, and heading towards the bathroom. Your song was interrupted by the loud bangs against the bathroom door. 

“What!?!” you shouted, sticking your head out of the shower curtain, so you could hear Gabe better.

“Shut-up! It’s five in the morning, and your singing is not what I want to wake up to,” he announced. Your eyes narrowed at the bathroom door, and you sighed. 

“Gabe, it’s actually five in the afternoon,” you informed him. His face dropped, and he looked towards the hall window, noticing the sun starting to set. Gabe mentally face palmed himself, and you heard a groan leave his lips before he muttered an apology, trudging back to his room. This was why he never liked staying out late, he ended up sleeping the day away.

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When you walked into the dorm room, you were greeted by your roommate. She was eager to find out more about you, and vice versa. The two of you were vibing, and you knew this semester was going to be great. That was until you met the two guys next door. You despised Roommate!Cole the minute you two met. It was in the bathroom of course. You, and your roommate shared a conjoined bathroom with the two guys next door. Of course your roommate was excited about this, and thought you all should just leave your bathroom doors open so you all could see each other anytime, and to just close the doors when someone was in there. Cole seemed to have a habit of walking in on you when you were in the bathroom. You were starting to notice a pattern, and realized he’d wait specifically for you to be using the bathroom. You soon started to play him at his own game, and precisely at the right time, you got your revenge. This was what started an all out bathroom war between the two of you.