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007n7 pulled up his c00lGUI and teleported himself and his best friend back to their apartment while the pizzeria burned down behind them. Amarah, his roommate and best friend since freshman year, closed his own GUI (which he apparently called SP@WNGUI) and flopped onto his bed. Tonight had been fun. 007n7 could still smell the wonderful scent of flame and smoke. He sat on his own bed and stared over at his roommate.
Amarah was fairly muscular, and the sweat made his pale skin glisten in a way that was almost attractive. But 007n7 wasn't gay! He couldn't be (no matter how much his parents were expecting him to bring home a boyfriend some day). He liked girls! Definitely.
Amarah lifted his head and opened one eye, staring at 007n7.
"See something you like~?" He asked flirtatiously.
"Tch— As if! I don't like guys. You know that."
Amarah snickered and said, "Suuurrreee. We'll go with that."
007n7 shot him a glare before having to tear his gaze away before he started staring again.
"Don't act like you weren't staring~"
"Shut up! You may be gay, but I'm not! I can't be!"
Amarah sat up, tilting his head as he asked, "Why not? What's so wrong with being gay?"
"There's nothing wrong with it. I just don't swing that way."
"Are you sure? I haven't seen you stare at women the same why I've noticed you staring at me and other men."
"I— Just shut up. I don't wanna talk about this right now."
"Alright. I'll drop it. For now at least."
007n7 calmed down and leaned back against the wall, closing his eyes. Amarah got up to change into pajamas, and 007n7 had to force himself to keep his eyes closed.
After a few minutes, Amarah finished changing and said, "So are you just gonna sleep in those clothes or are you gonna actually put pajamas on for once?"
The words (and the sass dripping from them) made 007n7's heart skip and flutter with something he would've called love if Amarah was a girl. But he wasn't. So it couldn't be love. Amarah was just his best friend.
"My pajamas are all dirty," He lied.
"Then you can wear something of mine," Amarah stated, crossing his arms.
"Your clothes are bigger than mine," n7 countered.
"And? All my pants have drawstrings. You can tighten them."
"You aren't gonna let this go, are you?"
"Not a chance."
"Fine," Seven relented.
Amarah grinned and turned around. He pulls a pair of pants and a shirt out of his dresser, turning back and handed them to his roommate. 007n7 took them and started changing, grumbling the whole time. He could feel the other's eyes on him and it made him want to squirm. The shirt and pants fit him too well to have actually been Amarah's. There was also a slit in the back of the pants for a tail even though Amarah didn't have one.
"These weren't actually yours, were they?"
"Just shut up and accept the gift."
He huffed. He didn't like getting random gifts, but Amarah was insistent whenever he wanted to give him a gift.
"If I must."
"Good boy."
007n7 tried (and failed) to stop his tail from wagging at those words. Amarah noticed, and another wolfish grin spread across his face.
"You like being called a good boy, don't you~?"
007 blushed furiously and said, "Shut up!"
"Alright~"
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A few days later, the campus decided to host a drag show to be performed just before the semester ended for Christmas break. Students could sign up to perform. Apparently, Amarah found the idea hilarious and sign up as a gag and "for the bit". Seven didn't see the point, but he loved the smile it brought to his friend's face. He didn't plan to attend, even though it was still only the beginning of October and plans could change.
To Seven's surprise, Amarah kept the whole costume hidden for the next two months. He had been expecting the other to share his plans, but that wasn't what happened. When Seven would ask, Amarah would tell him he'd have to attend the show if he wanted to see it.
So, with reluctance, Seven went to the ticket website and bought one. How'd that one quote go? Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back. Well in the case, curiosity killed the demon.
~~~
When the day finally came, Amarah left the apartment hours before the event to go get ready with the other queens.
An hour and a half before the show, Seven stood in front of his closet, trying to decide what to wear. Eventually, he decided on wearing his usual black band t-shirt and baggy khaki pants with a red tie loosely around his neck.
An hour before the event, 007n7 was already seated. He had arrived early (by an hour and 15 minutes) and gone into the theater as soon as they allowed (at an hour till). He had the best seat in the house and was currently the only one there. The lights were still at full brightness because it was an hour before the show, but n7 didn't mind. He could play on his c00lGUI while he waited.
He glanced at the program. Amarah was the last performer. But that didn't mean he was gonna be a jackass who was on their device the whole time and only watched the performers they wanted to see. So when the lights dimmed fifteen minutes before the show, 007 closed the c00lGui. He looked around and realized that the theater had filled more than he had expected. The place was packed, and he wasn't even sure everyone in attendance actually attended the school.
As the start time neared, his mind began to wander. Why was he even here? It wasn't like this was something he usually attended. The only reason he came was to see Amarah's costume. His tail flicked up, and he began fidgeting with the tip of it as the show started.
The performers were all really good, and most of their costumes were well made. Some of them were more physical when it came to their dances, actually interacting with the audience.
When Amarah finally came on stage after nearly two hours, all thoughts slipped from Seven's mind, and the tip of his tail fell from his hands. His tail began to wag, but he couldn't bring himself to care. Amarah was so beautiful in his costume, and it made his heart flutter in a way that definitely felt like love. To his surprise, Amarah actually interacted with the audience. When he noticed him, the two locked eyes for a few seconds before Amarah stalked over and climbed into his lap. Seven felt his tail wag faster, but he still couldn't bring himself to care. Amarah leaned in close, his breath warm against the hacker's lips. During a pause in the words, Amarah leaned in and pressed his lips against 007's, causing his tail to wag even faster somehow.
The kiss felt like it ended too soon; Amarah pulled away and got up, resuming his performance. 007n7 had to bite his lip to keep a whimper from escaping his throat.
When the performance concluded, n7 was the first one out of the theater. He felt too hot. He needed to get into the lobby. He stood next to the windows, letting the cold seeping in cool him down. He wasn't ready to go outside yet. The temperature had dropped significantly outside, more than what had been predicted. He checked the weather using the c00lGui and sighed softly. It had dropped below freezing. Fuck. He should've brought a jacket, but he hadn't expected it to get below freezing.
"Ohhh Sevvy~" Amarah's voice rang out through the lobby, and every conversation stopped as everyone turned to stare. The heat returned to his face, and his tail started wagging again. Amarah threw his arms around the shorter man and pulled him close. 7 whined softly and hid his face in the other's chest. He felt so warm.
Amarah was still in costume, and he had a bag that most likely held the clothes he left the dorm in. When he noticed that "Sevvy" was shivering, he pulled his cloak out of the bag and wrapped it around him. Conversations resumed around them, but they sounded distant to n7's ears.
"So what did you think?"
"You did great," Seven's voice cracked as he spoke.
"And?"
"And I maybe like you."
"That's what I thought~"
Amarah leaned in close and pressed a kiss to 007n7's lips. The exploiter happily returned the kiss, his tail wagging happily. The taller one pulled away and stared into his roommate's eyes with so much love. Seven felt so warm despite the cold radiating from the windows the two of them still stood next to.
"So um are we...?"
"Dating?"
Seven nodded.
"If you want to."
7 nodded, more aggressively this time, and said, "Please. Yes please."
Amarah leaned and kissed him again, and n7 happily kissed back, wrapping his tail around one of the other's legs as the kiss deepened.
When Amarah pulled away, he asked, "Do you wanna go back to the apartment, or walk around campus for a bit?"
"Can we stargaze?" Seven asked in response.
Of course."
His new boyfriend led him outside. As they left the theater building (with Amarah still dressed fully in drag), Seven felt the strange sensation of being watched by something directly above him even though the only thing directly above were the stars and the night sky. He shook the feeling off as Amarah led him to a nearby hill.
When they reached the top of the hill, Amarah pulled 007n7 for another kiss. And as they pulled away, they laid in the grass and stared up at the sky. One of the stars winked at them. It freaked him out, but it was probably nothing, right?