true college fic two: (not related to fic one)

    "Okay who showered today?" Minho suddenly asked as he lifted his head up from the table, wincing as something pulled in his neck.
     Silence.
     "Okay ten minute break, someone go shower."
     Newt stood up, groaning as his back ached. "Fuck me."
     Thomas scoffed. "I would but I'm so fucking stressed I can't even get it up."
     "I'm already ordering McDonalds," Teresa said as she rubbed her eyes. "The usual for everyone?"
      A collective nod went around the group.
     "Wait." Alby looked up, horrified. "Did we even eat today?!"
     Minho dramatically fell over the couch, flopping on his face and letting out a loud groan.
     "Is it wrong to get more coffee?" Thomas asked as he frowned at his empty cup, well his empty eighth cup.
     Teresa pointed to the keurig in the corner which was humming and spitting out water. "Already got more coming."
     "If I look at one more diagram of Gregor Mendel's fucking peas." Alby grabbed at his head like it was going to explode, it probably was.
     "We've only been at it for like eight hours today," Gally said as he cracked his knuckles. "We can quit at twelve."
     A collective groan sounded arose from the group.
     Newt gave Thomas a soft peck on the lips before disappearing out the door of their building's common room to take a shower.
     Thomas looked in his phone's reflection at the horrific bags under his eyes. His shoulders ached from the built up stress and his vision blurred in and out. He was so tired but he still had four more chapters of chemistry to figure out.
     "Back to work!" Teresa snapped. "We need to go over evolutionary theory and quantum mechanics before food."
     A louder groan fell over the room this time.
     "I think I'm gonna cry," Alby squeaked out.
     "I already did twice," Minho mumbled from where his face was smashed into the couch cushions.
     "Four requirements for natural selection...someone go..."
     It went on like that until Newt came back, his hair wet and clean sweatpants on. He wasn't wearing a shirt either which usually Thomas would have found really endearing but he was so tired that his sex drive was at a negative value.
     "Tommy, go, your turn," Newt said as he shook out his wet hair before sitting back down on his chair and cracking open his physics book.
     Minho was able to shower too before the delivery car came with their three bags of McDonald's in the backseat. This was probably the third time they ordered out in the past two days. Sometimes overly salty deep fried potatoes made you want to die just a little bit less.
     Teresa busted back into the room with the bags in her arms. The boys were on her like wolves, grabbing whatever they ordered and stuffing their faces with it. They moved to the couches to eat. Newt sat on Thomas' lap, cuddling into him.
     "Do you want to stay over tonight?" Newt asked as he fed him a french fry.
     Thomas nodded as he wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's bare waist.
     Newt was Minho's roommate, Teresa lived upstairs and Alby lived in a forced triple with Gally and Thomas in a different building.
     Gally stuck his hand out to Alby who took it. "Don't worry baby we'll brave the cold walk back together while our third roommate abandoned is for a cute boy and a warm bed."
     Minho snorted out a laugh before taking an obscene bite out of his Big Mac. "Maybe if you sucked his dick too he'd chose you over Newtie."
     Thomas pressed a soft kiss on Newt's shoulder before popping a few nuggets into his mouth.
     "I'm so tired," Newt whined as he rested his head on Thomas' shoulder. His hair was still all wet but Thomas really didn't seem to mind.
     Thomas lifted his cup up to him which Newt gladly took a big sip of.
     "Two more days," Teresa said through a mouthful of fries. "Two more days of this hell."
     Alby screamed and threw himself onto the ground. "Fuck this I'm dropping out and becoming a stripper."
     "I'm so glad college comes with free depression." Minho grinned as he threw two thumbs up, he was crying again.
     Gally burped loudly before sighing and turning back to his work. "Finals fucking suck."
     "Wait one more thing before we get back to studying," Teresa said as she grabbed her pill and put it on the table. She tapped a few things in her phone before grinning as the familiar beats came booming out and filling the room.
     "OH WELL IMAGINE, AS IM PACING THE PEWS-"
     "IN A CHURCH CORRIDOR-"
     "AND I CAN'T HELP BUT TO HEAR-"
     "CAN'T HELP TO HEAR AN EXCHANGING OF WORDS-"
     "WHAT A BEAUTIFUL WEDDING-"
     "WHAT A BEAUTIFUL WEDDING SAYS A BRIDESMAID TO A WAITER-"
     "AND YES BUT WHAT A SHAME-"
     "WHAT A SHAME THE POOR GROOM'S BRIDE IS A-"
     "WHORE!"
     Minho and Gally were on top of the table, belting out the lyrics horribly as they tried to throw fries into each other's mouths.
     Newt was laughing as he dramatically mouthed out the words to Thomas, using his fist as a microphone.
     Teresa kept nudging Alby to join in who was still laying on the floor.
     When the song was done, they were all laughing and panting.
     "Okay!" Teresa said as she clasped her hands together. "Back to work for real this time bitches."
     Alby let out a shriek so loud Thomas swore it could have broken glass.

-Two Days Later-

    "FUCK that shit I'm done!" Thomas screamed as he barged into Newt's room and threw his statistics textbook the wall. He practically tackled Newt onto the bed, holding his arms down and kissing him as hard as he could.
     "We're done, we're done, we're done," Thomas repeated over and over in between kisses.
     Newt smiled up at him. "That we are."
     Thomas kissed him hard again, smiling against his lips.
     Newt laughed as Thomas pulled away. "How did your exam go?"
     "Fucking awful!" Thomas grinned. "I had a panic attack during it and the final question was worth fifty points! But! I'm done, so I don't care."
     Newt just shook his head and pulled him down to kiss him again. "And now we're gonna get shit faced drunk before we go home for a month."
     Thomas pouted. "Stop, I'm gonna miss you."
     Newt smirked as he slid his hands under Thomas' shirt. "Show me how much."
     Thomas barely pressed his lips to Newt's when the door swung open and Minho started screeching.
     "PORN OH MY GOD THIS IS PORN MY EYES!"
     Newt was laughing so hard, he was shaking under Thomas.
     Minho was screaming some words about god and holy water while Thomas screamed at him to get out because he was insanely horny and was getting off with Minho in the room or not.

-Four Hours Later-

     "Shit," Newt slurred as he grabbed the control and burped. "I can't even see."
     Thomas laughed as he tightened his arm around Newt's waist. "You're doing great babe."
     "Don't lie to me." Newt pouted as he dropped the controller. "Shit. It fell."
     Thomas laughed again and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "God are you cute."
     Newt put his hand over Thomas' mouth. "Shhh not in front of the kids."
     "I don't want drunkie on my team," Minho exclaimed as he switched his kart over to the blue team. They had Gally's little TV set up in their room with Minho's Nintendo Switch hooked up to it. By now they'd played about eight rounds of Mario Kart and Newt was gone.
     Alby kept running his kart off the road and Thomas wasn't playing to his best with his arms hooked around Newt's waist.
     "Who let me get so drunk?" Newt asked as he let his head fall back onto Thomas' shoulder.
     "You did sweetheart."
     Newt giggled. "Oh yeah, sometimes I forget."
     Teresa laughed at that. "Okay that's the level of drunk I aspire to be." She grabbed the bottle of Bacardi before taking in a deep breath and downing some of the horrible tasting liquid.
     "That's so fucking nasty." She made a face before passing it to Alby.
     Gally laughed as he put down his controller. "Hey that's what girls say after they see Minho's dick."
    Minho tackled him to the ground which of course broke out into a full blown wrestling match.
     Newt was poking Thomas' face. "You're cute, and you have a boyfriend and it's me."
     Thomas shook his head before gently pulling Newt's hand away from his face which was starting to turn red with how much he was poking it. "How are you gonna wake up at eight am tomorrow morning?"
     Newt's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Why do I have to wake up at eight am?"
     "To go home dummy."
     Newt's eyes widened. "Oh my god I'm going home tomorrow." He frowned hard. "No, I don't wanna go home."
     "How come?" Thomas asked as he put his hand on Newt's back to try and stop him from swaying.
     "You're not there."
     "I'll visit."
     "Promise?" Newt held out his pinkie which Thomas linked his with.
     "I promise I'll come visit."
     Newt lowered his voice to what he thought was a whisper (it wasn't) "And we can hook up?"
     Thomas snorted out a laugh. "Sure Newt we can hook up over break."
     Newt raised his hand then brought it down into a fist, grinning madly. "Yess!"
     Minho nudged Thomas with his foot. "Yo bum fucker, move out of the way if you're gonna be all flirty and gay, we're playing here."
     Thomas shook his head but scooted him and Newt out of the middle of the floor. "Hey," Thomas said softly as he gently nudged Newt's head. "Keep up for me okay?"
     Newt smiled and pressed his cheek against Thomas'. "I'd do anything for you."
     Thomas laughed and ran his fingers through Newt's hair that somehow got super messed up. "I know."
     Newt let his head fall back on his shoulder and shoved his hands up Thomas' shirt. "Mm you're so warm and mine."
     Minho snorted out a laugh. "Yo how much did little elf boy drink?"
     Thomas lifted up a small half bottle of vodka. "He polished this off by himself."
     "Who the fuck let Newt drink all that? He better venmo me, shit's expensive." Alby shook his head before grabbing the bottle again and downing some.
     "Uh Minho held it up and said Newt you can't drink this yourself and Newt said bet and Minho said yeah pussy you won't and now he's shit faced and trying to feel me up."
     "I'm not tryinggg," Newt said as he pouted. "I'm succeeding."
     Thomas laughed and pulled his hand out of his shirt. "Newt stop, you're gonna give me a fuckin boner."
     Newt gave him a dopey smile and tilted his head. "It's always fun when you get a boner."
     Thomas clamped his hand over Newt's mouth. "No more talking for you."
     Thomas made a face. "Okay gross he's licking me."
     "You like it when he licks you shut up." Minho rolled his eyes as he switched the game to Super Smash Bros. Gally and Teresa teamed up, fist bumping as they chose Pit and Dark Pit. They had some weird obsession with the game but they got along really well when they played it so in a weird way it was kinda cute.
     "Yeah, I like it when he licks me in other places! Not the palm of my fucking hand."
     "Okay ew gross," Alby groaned as he clamped his hands over his ears. "Nasty I don't wanna think about Newt's tongue anywhere near Thomas' body."
     They went through a few rounds of Smash, Newt was passed out on Thomas' shoulder while Teresa and Gally screeched about beating Minho and Alby.
     "Hey Tommy?" Newt mumbled from his place on his shoulder.
     "Yes?"
     "I need to throw up."
     "Not in the room!" Minho screamed.
Thomas was up in an instant, helping Newt to his feet and leading him out of the room. "We'll be back!"
     Thomas shut the door behind him, holding Newt's arm tighter.
     "Why'd I drink so much?" Newt groaned as he leaned on Thomas' body. "Fuck."
     Thomas rolled his eyes. "Can you not make stupid bets with Minho anymore please?"
     "It was his fault!" Newt protested as he let Thomas push him down to his knees in front of the toilet.
     "Alright come on." Thomas carefully rubbed his back. "Let it all out tough guy."
     Newt grabbed the toilet seat with both his hands before emptying his stomach into the toilet.
    Thomas winced as he rubbed circles on his back. "Atta boy."
     Newt groaned. "This is sexy isn't it?"
    Thomas laughed lightly. "Even throwing up on the brink of alcohol poisoning, you're still hot."
     Newt opened his mouth to replied but just barfed again in the toilet, groaning as he clamped his arm over his stomach. "This sucks."
     "Don't drink so much next time champ."
     Newt wiped his mouth before turning around to look at him. "You're not drunk."
     "No I am not."
     "Why?"
     "Because I'm a horny drunk and we're with all our friends."
     Newt laughed lightly. "I like when you get horny."
     "Yeah because you're always horny."
     Newt frowned. "No just because you're cute and I like it when you don't have any clothes on...fuck I need to puke again."
     Thomas directed him back to the toilet as he emptied whatever was left in his stomach into the dorm toilet.
     "I have an extra toothbrush," Thomas said as he knelt down next to Newt. "I'm gonna go get it so you can brush your teeth."
     "So you can kiss me goodbye?"
     "Sure."
     Newt gave him a thumbs up before letting his head hover back over the toilet.
     Thomas practically sprinted back to the room, grabbing a toothbrush and a clean shirt. He cringed when he saw Minho totally making out with Teresa on Gally's bed and Gally asleep on Alby's stomach on the floor. Fuckin drunk idiots.
     He sprinted back to the bathroom, happy to find Newt still alive in there.
     "Hey," Thomas said softly. "You done?"
     Newt nodded and stood up with his boyfriend's help.
     "Arms up," Thomas ordered as he pulled Newt's puky shirt off and dropped it to the ground.
     "Stop trying to see me naked," Newt slurred as he dropped his arms back down to his sides.
Thomas laughed. "Are you forgetting that I already have."
     "Yeah but you don't get to see my dick without touch-"
     Thomas clamped his hand over his mouth again. "Would you stop with the dirty talk. Arms up again I wasn't done."
     Newt sighed but listened anyways and let Thomas put a shirt on him. He thrusted a toothbrush in his hand and lead him over to the sink. "Alright brush."
     Newt smirked at him. "There's things other than a toothbrush that I'd like to put in my mouth."
     Thomas facepalmed. "Oh my god you're gonna hate yourself in the morning."
     Newt pouted as he squeezed toothpaste on his toothbrush. "Will you sleep with me?"
     "Boi, I don't wanna wake up at eight am with you."
     Newt somehow stuck his bottom lip out harder. "Please. I'm gonna miss you."
     Thomas couldn't get a bus home till that night so he was stuck there all day while Newt was leaving in the morning.
     "Okay, but you better be quiet in the morning."
     Newt cheered before happily brushing his teeth. When he was done Thomas decided that Newt should go to sleep so he threw the little things his boyfriend brought over into a backpack and, with much struggle, put Newt's coat on him.
     "I'll see you fuckers next semester," Thomas said as he waved goodbye to their little group of friends.
     "Make sure blondie gets home safe yeah? I might come back to the room later, but I don't wanna wake Teresa," Minho piped up. Teresa was drunk and passed out on his lap. Minho was running his fingers through her hair while scrolling through instagram.
     "I'll see ya. Have a good break Minho."
     Minho saluted him as he left with Newt.
     Getting Newt back was an absolute pain in the ass, and not the good kind.
     When they finally got to his room Thomas had to fight with him to get his shoes off and his body into the bed.
     "You promised we'd cuddle!" Newt crossed his arms as he tried to get out of the bed again.
     "Oh my god Newt I have to take a shit, can you give me five minutes?"
     Newt scowled at him but finally laid down on the bed.
     When Thomas came back he was half off the bed and half on, almost asleep.
     Thomas shook his head and pushed Newt's body over. "Come on, move your skinny ass."
     As soon as Thomas was under the blanket Newt clung to him, smiling happily as he wrapped his small arms around Thomas' body.
     "I'm sorry I'm annoying," Newt mumbled into his shoulder.
     Thomas laughed before pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "You're okay."
     "I love you." Newt lifted his head to look at him. "I'm gonna think about you everyday when we're gone."
     "Okay," Thomas laughed as he softly pecked Newt's lips. "Wanna do me a favor and sleep?"
     Newt nodded as he let his head fall back onto Thomas' chest. "Good idea Tommy, I'm tired."
     Thomas ran his fingers through Newt's hair. He was going to miss him, he had to go from being with him everyday to a whole month of not seeing each other.
     Thomas drifted off soon after, Newt's warm body lulling him to sleep.
     When he woke up in the morning Newt was gone, along with his suitcase and Minho was snoring loudly.
     Thomas groaned and rolled over, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He grabbed his phone, wincing at the blinding light. He had a couple texts from Newt.
     Newt: holy fuk tommy, I'm at the bus station and I'm still drunk...
     Newt: oh my god they asked where I was going and I said Tuesday...that's literally a day of the week...and it's wednesday !!!
     Newt: I'm never drinking again.
     Thomas laughed as he texted back.
     Thomas: dumbass I told you not to drink that much...have a safe trip back I love you
     He pushed the hair out of his eyes before smirking.
     Thomas: we still gonna hook up over break like you made me promise we would?
     Newt: fuck you I'm blocking you
     A few minutes later another text came through.
     Newt: ...but yes please

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yup finals week is actual hell. it's painful and awful and you live on take out and after my last final I got so drunk I threw up four times so here's another glimpse into real college life. I DO NOT recommend drinking a whole bottle by yourself, even if your friend dares you, no matter how painful statistics may be
x k