“Oh, this one is difficult.” Wilhelm laughed, shaking his head. He answered tentatively, although his answer was incorrect.
Pheasant Brook (O/O with Icarus!)
Connor shook his head. "That's wrong. Sorry." He said softly. He told Wilhelm the correct answer.
“Ah, of course, of course.” Wilhelm repeated the correct answer to himself a couple times, then checked his watch. “It’s about 2200 hours, should we be wrapping this up?” He yawned, rubbing his eyes.
"If yeh want to." Connor replied with a faint smile. He wasn't really looking forward to changing again. He didn't want Wilhelm asking him questions about the bruises.
“I think I will. I’m changing, at the least.” Wilhelm stood up, going to rustle through his clothes. He pulled out his pajamas, slipping off his shirt and throwing it over his shoulder before actually committing to his choice. The boy changed incredibly quickly, pacing as he did so.
“Classes.. uh- right. What’re your classes like? You said you had a copy of your schedule somewhere, didn’t you?”
"Alrigh'." Connor put his notebook away. "Oh, righ'." He dug around in his bag, and finally pulled out a schedule. "Here." he held it out to Wilhelm, and dug out his own pajamas.
Wilhelm studied Connor’s schedule, mentally comparing it with his own. “We have English together, funny enough- that’s good to know.” He set the paper down on Connor’s nightstand, walking back to sit on his own bed. He studied the drawings on his wall, mentally naming each plant pictured.
Connor chuckled softly, and nodded. He changed into his pajamas, pulling the shirt over his head rather quickly, hoping Wilhelm wouldn't see the bruises.
Wilhelm fell onto his back, his head falling back onto the pillow as he stared at the ceiling. He didn’t look at Connor much- if at all- he tried not to make him uncomfortable. The bruises were fresh on his mind, and he bit his tongue before he asked something he regretted.
He sat down on his bed, and stretched a little, picking up his book from where he'd set it earlier and flipping through it for a moment.
Wilhelm was asleep within a matter of minutes, huddled underneath his sheets. The boy slept like a dead man, barely moving.
Connor read for a while, then turned out the lights and went to sleep himself, curled up in a ball in his blankets.
(ts to morning?)
(yeah)
Wilhelm’s alarm clock chattered and squealed, waking the boy up almost immediately. He felt around for it, shutting it off as he stumbled out of bed.
Connor awoke with a jolt when he heard Wilhelm's alarm clock, blue eyes opening wide.
(Gtg to bed now…sorry!)
(gn!)
Wilhelm shuffled to his wardrobe, digging through it to pull out his uniform and sweater. He didn’t bother turning on the light- he knew where everything was by heart.
(I'm back for a bit!)
Connor blinked, and let out a soft groan. He rolled onto his side, grumbling under his breath. He was not a morning person. He really, really wasn't.
“You awake, Connor?” Wilhelm was clearly a morning person. His voice was soft, just in case his roommate was still asleep, although any grogginess in his tonality was long gone. Wilhelm tried to put on his necktie, although it was hard to tell how we was doing without a reflection to look at. “I’d say you have.. an hour to get ready and get to breakfast, yeah?”
"No." Connor mumbled stubbornly. "Ah'm still asleep." He was on his side, the blankets wrapped around his body. "No' gon' ta geh up t'day."
“Damn, that’s a shame, ‘cause I was going to stare over my notes for a bit, and I know how much fun it was last night.” Wilhelm chuckled, digging around his bedside table to pick up a pen. He slipped it behind his ear, using the dim light from outside to read his watch. “You should get dressed, though. Don’t you have classes today?”
"No." Connor mumbled, hugging his pillow. "No classes for me. Just sleepin'." He kept his eyes shut tight. He knew he was behaving like a child.
Wilhelm flicked on the dorm’s lights, staring at his bedhead in his reflection. On normal occasions he would leave it as is, although today he wanted to make a good impression on Connor (even if he knew his first impression had already been spent). Given that this was the case, he tried to comb his dark and unruly hair and tame it the best he could.
(sorry but I'm actually about to go offline…so I won't be able to respond again tonight. Sorry again!)
Connor grumbled again, finally rolling over and sitting up again. "Fine, I'm getting up." he mumbled.
(that’s all good! goodnight!)
“We have first period together. After that you’re on your own.” Wilhelm chuckled, finally pulling his sweater over his head and adjusting his tie for the last time. He grabbed his messenger bag, gathering up his supplies and placing them inside with a reckless abandon.
Connor groaned softly, and got dressed, eyes only half open. "Yoo're abandonin' me? Whit if Ah git loost?" his accent was stronger than usual, voice husky and a little slurred with sleep as he fumbled with his clothes.
Wilhelm’s face flushed, and he could feel it. “I’m not abandoning you, Connor. I’m not hard to hunt down, trust me. If you go to breakfast with me, I can draw you a fast map, but I can’t say for sure that’ll it be accurate.” He twisted and curled his dark hair in between his fingers, waiting for Connor to finish getting ready.
Connor finished buttoning his shirt, and pulled on a sweater, too. His red curls were everywhere, haphazard and messy. He ran his fingers through it, but didn't bother combing it. He got his books together, putting his sketchbook in his bag as well. "Mmph. If ya say soo."
Wilhelm looked Connor over quickly, making sure that he was 100% within uniform before speaking. “I do say so. Are you ready to leave?”
Connor nodded a little, locating his shoes and putting them on. "Thur." he said, accent still strong as he stood up and walked closer to Wilhelm. "Ah'm ready noo."
(So idk if you read Webtoons or not, but…I've been reading one called "Mismatched" that sorta reminds me of this lol)