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Isak wakes up to a solid wall of warm heat against his back and lips against his neck.
“Finally, you are a heavy sleeper,” Even says behind him, his teeth nipping softly at Isak’s flesh.
Isak groans as he starts to open his eyes, blinking at the light filtering into his room before closing his eyes again, he needs at least another twenty minutes to be fully awake.
“Nope, no going back to sleep, wakey, wakey.”
“Fuck,” he groans again, louder and longer. “You’re a morning person aren’t you, sorry but this isn’t going to work out, please see yourself out.”
The bed shakes as Even chuckles behind him. “And here I was going to say if you let me borrow some clothes to go to school in and get up, I’ll cook you breakfast.”
Isak finally opens his eyes, turning over on his back to face Even, his heart beating loudly as Even looks down at him from where he lays on his side, with a wide happy smile. “How is that an incentive? For all I know, you’re a shit cook.” He feels a smile tugging at his lips as Even lets out an exaggerated gasp in offense.
“You are damn lucky you are so cute,” Even narrows his eyes at him, the frown on his face believable if not for the way a grin keeps breaking through. “I don’t take those kinds of insults lightly, I happen to be an awesome cook.”
Isak grins and instead of answering he lifts his chin, letting out a small whimper when Even leans down and teases him by rubbing his nose against Isak’s instead of kissing his. He moves his hand through Even’s hair giving it a tug, smirking back challenging when Even gasps.
“Tease,” Even murmurs but gives in and kisses him, Isak hums in agreement returning the kiss, sucking on Even’s plump bottom lip.
Even groans as he pulls away. “Come on,” He says starting to get up, ignoring the way Isak pouts when he tries to follow but is resisted by Even. “We can continue this in the shower, then breakfast and then school.”
“Ugh,” Isak flops back on his bed, watching through narrowed eyes as Even opens his closet, going through his clothes. “Can’t we just stay here today?”
“I know you’re nervous-“
Isak sits up quickly and defensive at that. “I’m not nervous, I’m fine!”
Even looks over at him over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow.
Isak frowns at him, crossing his arms over his chest as he sits on his bed. “We just met last night, you shouldn’t be able to read me this well already.”
Even comes back to him, a pair of jeans and one of his hoodies under his arm. Dropping them at the edge of the bed, he sits down next to Isak. One of his hands cradling Isak’s cheek while the other is placed at his neck giving it a comforting squeeze. When Even tugs him forward he goes easily crawling into Even’s lap. He presses his face into the crook of Even’s neck as Even wraps his arms around him. Isak lets out a sigh, the tension in his shoulders leaving the longer Even holds him.
“It’s going to be okay,” Even says quietly into the side of his face.
“How do you know?” he asks as he rubs his nose against Even’s neck, taking comfort in his scent.
“Because you’re braver than you think,” Even starts, shushing him when he tries to deny it. “You are, I can see it, and because you’re not alone, you have your friends, who are probably the ones that have been blowing up your phone while you slept.”
Isak pulls his face away from Even’s neck to look at his phone on the nightstand, the notification light blinking.
“You also have me.”
Isak looks back at Even to find him staring at his intently, his blue eyes honest. “You have me, Isak, I can’t be there at school with you, but I’m here for you.”
Isak stares at Even for a moment, feeling a rush of gratitude and affection. “Thank you.”
Even smiles at him and presses a kiss at the tip of his nose, his smile widening when Isak smiles at the action. “Come on, shower, we’ll share, saves time.”
*
It doesn’t save time which doesn’t surprise either of them but neither is bothered, they both still have time and if they end up running late, at most they’ll miss their first class. Isak sits on the counter scrolling through his phone while Even scrambles eggs in a pan. Even wasn’t wrong when he said his messages are probably from his friends. Magnus, Mahdi, and Jonas all texted him over the course of the night. First where he was, then questions about him dancing with some guy. Magnus asking if he hooked up with a thumbs up emoji. Mahdi tells him that his pot buddy told them he had left with his best friend, and Jonas asks if he’s okay, more than once.
“My friend Mahdi knows your friend, the one who hosted the party,” Isak comments as he shoots Jonas a quick message that he’s okay and that he would see him at school and tell him everything, but that all was good. “Apparently, he let my friends know I left with you.”
“Oh yeah, Mikael,” Even turns always from the stove for a moment, amusement coloring his features as he pulled out his own phone. “He probably did more than that, he sent me this.”
Isak takes the phone Even is offering him to find a picture of him and Even from last night dance, arms wrapped around each other and very little space between their faces, the picture obviously was taken right before they first kissed. Isak can feel himself blush as he looks at the picture but find himself smiling too.
“That explains the thumbs up emoji from Magnus,” he says dryly as he hands the phone back.
Even laughs as he pockets the phone. “Yeah, Mikael sent me one too with a ‘nice bro’.”
“So, we both have ridiculous friends,” Isak points out.
“It would seem so,” Even answers as he adds sour cream to the eggs. “Does the picture bother you?”
Isak thinks for a moment before shaking his head. “No, I mean I’m a little embarrassed, not because you’re a guy, but because it’s always embarrassing to be caught in serious PDA right?”
Even nods in understanding.
“But I also like that there is a picture,” Isak continues shyly, looking down at his lap when Even flickers his eyes over at him. “It a picture of us right before our very first kiss, it’s nice to have proof of it. I want you to send that to me by the way.”
Even leaves the shove against to stand in front of him and Isak finds himself looking up at Even’ smiling face.
“Sure,” Even says quietly as he leans in to press a soft kiss at the corner of his mouth, Isak shifts to catch his lips, his arms going around Even’s neck to keep him there not that Even seems in any rush to move as he steps between Isak’s legs, his hands gripping Isak’s hips.
Lost in the kiss, neither hear when Eskild walks into the kitchen, but they do hear him when he says. “Good morning.”
They both startle and pull back from each other, Isak looks at Even with wide eyes while Even just gives him an amused look. Isak watches as Even turns around to face Eskild with a smile.
“You must be Isak’s roommate, Eskild,” Even says smoothly, sticking his hand out for Eskild to shake, ignoring the way Eskild eyes are large as the bounce back and forth between them, the beginnings of an unholy grin on his lips. “I’m Even, hope you don’t mind me using your kitchen but I’m made plenty if you would like to eat with us.”
Isak stares at Even, his mouth open at how smooth he is.
“Sure,” Eskild answers at a loss for words, a first for him.
Even nods as he goes back to the shove, turning down the heat.
The kitchen is quiet for a moment, but just for a moment.
"So, let me get this straight," Eskild starts his voice full of uncontrolled glee and Isak sighs because of course, Eskild would bounce back from his shock quickly. "You hook up with a guy for the first time, and right out of the bat, you bag yourself a 10 out of 10 hottie and he's cooking you breakfast?"
Isak looks from Eskild to Even who is still poking at the scrambled eggs, his shoulder shaking with silent laughter and shrugs, if Even can be suave then Isak can bullshit his way through this too. "I'm awesome at being gay?" He answers boldly.
"And you just said you are gay, without shame," Eskild marvel, his eyes welling up as he takes a step forward towards Isak. Isak lets out a yelp when Eskild pulls him into a crushing hug. "I feel like a proud uncle while being incredibly envious of your good fortune, he's seriously hot, Isak, like fire."
"He's also not deaf, he can hear you," Isak says, letting out a sigh of relief when Eskild finally let’s go of him.
"It's not like he doesn't know he's hot, Isak," Eskild answers, his tone patronizing. "He's probably seen his face in a mirror at some point in his life.”
Even snorts at that, flashing a smile over his shoulder at both of them.
"Christ," Eskild mutters as he leans heavily against the counter.
"Can you stop drooling over my-" Isak stops, his eyes widening, blushing when Even turns around to look at him, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Ohhh," Eskild teases, clapping his hands in excitement. "You were going to say, boyfriend!"
Isak blushes hotly at that, looking down.
"We haven't discussed it yet," Even intervenes, he's smiling tenderly in Isak's direction when Isak sneaks a look at him from under his lashes. "But I think I have a good chance of convincing him to give me the title."
Isak looks back up and smiles at Even, which he returns. Eskild who is watching it all unfold in rapt attention, grins.
“I like you,” he declares causing Even and Isak to break their staring contest. “You can stay.”
*
Isak makes it to his locker five minutes before the first class of the day ends. After breakfast, which was actually nice even though Eskild took every opportunity to tease and ask inappropriate questions, Even and Isak had wasted a few more minutes exchanging kisses before going their separate ways.
Isak is grateful for the quiet halls, he’s sure his lips are red and his hair messier than ever, but he smiles to himself as he thinks about the reason.
His phone peeps and his smile widens when he sees Even’s name on the screen, opening his text he finds random emojis, hearts, heart eyes, kissy face and finally because Even is an oddball, an eggplant. He’s so busy smiling down at his phone he doesn’t notice who is walking up to him.
“So, you really are a homo.”
Isak grips his phone tightly at the hateful voice, he looks at the text once more and takes a calming breath as he closes his phone and looks up to find Emma, her usually pretty face in a sneer, the glint in her eyes mean as she stares at him.
“Hello, Emma,” he says instead of answering her question, punching in the code to his locker.
“You aren’t going to defend yourself?” she continues, persistent.
Isak shrugs as he pops the locker open on the first try, he pulls the books he needs for next class before looking at her, making sure he’s locked eyes with her before speaking. “I don’t have to, I’m gay, I like boys, there’s nothing I need to defend because there is nothing wrong with it, next?”
Emma seems to flounders at that for a moment, but as she crosses her arms in a defensive position, Isak knows she’s not done and yet he’s no longer afraid of what she might think or say and his lip quirks at the thought. He’s finally being honest with his true self and it feels good. And no 1st year is going to take that away from him.
“Everyone at school knows,” she taunts a smirk on her face but wavers when he laughs.
“Oh, Emma,” he starts mockingly. “I knew that would happen since before I left the party, you’re very good at getting the word out, but I guess I should thank you, saves me the trouble of having to do it myself. I had thought of a big banner but now I don’t have to make it, I can be lazy.”
Emma huffs at that. “If you didn’t want people to know you shouldn’t have made out with that guy.”
“No, I never should have made out with you,” Isak corrects, raising a hand to stop her when she opens her mouth to answer back. “I am sorry for that because I lead you on, I shouldn’t have kissed you when I knew I wasn’t into it and I shouldn’t have kissed you because you aren’t a nice person.”
“I-“
“Still talking,” he interrupts. “You might want to work on that or not, not really my problem. My problem was being afraid of admitting what I am because I thought it was wrong, I know now that it’s not, so I’m done being afraid and I’m also done with this conversation. What so you say we just ignore each other from now on, that good for you?”
When she doesn’t answer, he smiles as he closes his locker. “Good, see ya, Emma.”
As he walks away he can feel her eyes burning into his back, but it rolls off him and he smiles again, this time sincerely, happy and free.
*
The rest of the day passes in a blur, yes there are still whispers and looks sent his way but no one actually says anything to him, much of the looks are more curious than anything else. When there is a less than nice look sent his way, one of his boys and surprisingly Sana in biology are ready with a glare of their own. When he gives her a questioning glance as they work on their lab sheet she just rolls her eyes and says that people are idiots who need to mind their business. He smiles at her in a silent ‘thank you’ and she rolls her eyes at him again but he can see a dimple as she gives him a small smile in return.
His boys hammer him with questions about Even and he laughs when Magnus comments that even gay, Isak bags himself a hottie when they remind him they saw Mikael’s picture. He and his friends are walking out of school at the end of the day fooling around, shoving each other and generally being loud when Jonas stops him, pointing at a few feet away from them by the entrance of the school.
Isak follows with his gaze as do Magnus and Mahdi to where he’s pointing and he breaks into a smile when he spots Even, leaning against the gate, looking cooler in his clothes than Isak ever has.
“I’ll see you guys later,” he says not bothering to even look in his friends’ direction as he talks, his focus on Even who is taking off his sunglasses and even from where Isak is he can see he’s smiling at him.
“We see how it is,” he hears Jonas says but he can detect amusement in his voice.
Isak start to walk away but not before hearing Magnus ask ‘seriously how does Isak get hot people?’. He files away his burn for later, right now he has more important things to focus on, like his hot boyfriend who is waiting for him after school.
He comes to stand in front of Even, grinning up at him overcome with joy.
“So, when you said I’m here for you,” Isak trails off, his smile growing in answer to Even’s.
“I meant it both emotionally and literal, how was today?” Even ask concern lining his face, pushing off the fence to get closer to him but he doesn’t touch Isak and that simply won’t do. Isak lets his backpack drop on the floor to wrap his arms around Even’s shoulder, pulling him down for a kiss. He smiles into it as that springs Even into action, his arms wrap tightly around Isak’s waist causing Isak to raise to his toes as Even deepens the kiss, his tongue plunging into Isak’s mouth. Isak isn’t sure how long they kiss, doesn’t care that classmates are pouring out of school, nothing matters but Even kissing him like he could do it for the rest of his life.
When they part, they are both panting and their cheeks are red, Even looks at him with an amazed expression that Isak really likes and is going to make sure appears of Even’s face often.
“Today was good,” Isak answers his previous question. “It’s better now.”
“Yeah?” Even questions teasingly. “What made it better?”
Isak shrugs. “This really hot guy came to pick me up at school.”
Even’s eyes widen comically, his tongue peeking out of the corner of his mouth. “How hot?”
“According to my roommate, hot like fire,” Isak flirts back as he picks his bag back up.
“Your roommate sounds smart,” Even says with a serious face.
“Ugh, you’re going to become his favorite,” Isak groans out but smiles when Even laughs at that, feeling warm when Even throws his arm around his shoulder to pull him close.
“So what are you going to do with this hot guy?”
“Well,” Isak starts. “First I’m going to take him for kebab, because as much as fun as last night was, we sort of skipped the doing out for a date thing, what do you think?”
Even nods. “Kebab sound like a good first date, you said first what about after?”
“After that,” Isak continues. “We’re going to make out for a long while and after that…”
“After that?” Even questions, as he turns his head to look at Isak.
Isak swallows, licking his lips before answering. “I figure I’ll keep you. You okay with that, I keep you and you keep me?”
I’m more than okay with that,” Even answers his eyes warm, squeezing Isak closer still. “It sounds perfect.”