Tuesday night, Lawson made damn sure he went to bed at a reasonable time, so when his alarm went off on Wednesday, he actually woke up.

Because of this, he got to Calculus on time, even giving him a few minutes to relax before the exams were to be passed out. In the past, when he got there early for the quizzes, his relaxation time was spent sitting on his phone, but when he walked into class that morning and saw Sean in the seat next to his, he happily accepted the fact that maybe those days were gone.

When he stopped by the end of the table and slid his backpack off, Sean looked up at him, eyes looking very grey that morning due to the color of the shirt he was wearing. "How are you feeling?" He asked Lawson, and in response he gave him a somewhat hesitant smile as he took his seat.

"Honestly? Like I'm going to throw up," Lawson admitted. It drew a small chuckle out of Sean.

"You're going to be fine. We studied for the entire afternoon yesterday, and went over everything on the test," Sean reminded. There was something in his voice that was extremely calming. Lawson nodded and busied himself by removing his calculator and pencil from his backpack.

"I'm just worried that I'm going to panic and forget everything".

"You won't," Was Sean's response, and there was a confidence in his voice, that had Lawson a bit startled. Because did Sean really have that much faith in him?

At the front of the room, the tests were beginning to be passed out. Still nervous, Lawson shot Sean a look from the corner of his eye, which the other boy caught, and responded with a reassuring smile. Nothing more was said, but Lawson felt content.

They got their tests then, along with a warm smile from Blackwater, and Lawson took a moment to think about what Sean had said before bringing his attention to the paper.

***

So far in the course, Lawson had always been the last one to turn things in. Assignments, quizzes, graded notes- whatever it was, he was always the last.

So when he finished the final problem with nearly twenty minutes left in the class, he wasn't really sure what to do. He looked around the room, noting that nearly a quarter of the students were still writing, and smiled to himself.

Sean's seat was empty since he had finished nearly fifteen minutes prior, and Lawson cast a longing look at it, wishing the boy was still there. He wondered where Sean would have gone after leaving the room, and if he could find him easily. A thank you seemed necessary. For the first time ever, Lawson was going to be turning in a math exam that he didn't feel horrible about.

This must had shown on his face when he went to the front of the room, because Blackwater made a surprised face, and then grinned. "Either you've done very badly and are giving up, or you were actually prepared. Since you don't give up easily, I'm guessing it's the second".

It was a flattering statement, so he smiled in return, and then informed, "I'm pretty confident," in a voice far lower than his usual one to avoid alarming any of the people still testing.

"Good," was her response as she reached out her hand and took the exam, placing it to the top of the pile. "I look forward to grading it". It was clearly a dismissal, so Lawson went back up the aisle, stopping at his seat for only a second to pull his backpack over his shoulder.

Once again, his mind drifted back to Sean, and he found himself so lost in his thoughts of the other boy that he nearly wandered past the boy sitting in the chair outside of the lecture hall until his name was spoken. "Lawson". It startled him, but when he turned his head and saw Sean's eyes bright with amusement, he laughed. "I didn't think you'd be done so soon. I was thinking I'd be waiting here until class ended," Sean admitted, tone teasing. He stood from the chair and Lawson thought about how delighted he was with the knowledge of Sean waiting for him to get done.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Lawson inquired, placing his hands on his hips and watching as Sean came up to stand directly before him. It was the first time they had stood up at the same time, right next to one another, and he noted that he had to tilt his head back, just slightly to meet Sean's eyes.

"If means nothing bad," Sean assured with a grin. "How'd you do?" They began to make their way down the hall together, in the direction of the closest exit.

"Good, I think. That means you probably feel like you did great". Sean hummed but didn't confirm whether he was right or not. "You better be acting humble right now because if you didn't know what you were doing then I sure as shit didn't".

It made Sean laugh, and he bumped his shoulder into Lawson's. "I feel good about it".

"Good," Lawson said in a small voice. They were silent until they neared the doors, and Lawson worried at his lip. He recalled Sean mentioning that he lived in the apartments, which were in the opposite direction of Lawson's dorm. "So, Uh... thanks again".

Sean's face turned towards him, expression surprised before settling in something fond. "Hey, you don't have until later, right?" Sean questioned and Lawson nodded.

"Not until 2:30," he confirmed, thinking for just a second about how he was planning on going to play tennis that afternoon. That didn't seem as important as whatever Sean had in mind though. "Why?" They slowed to a stop, and Sean reached out a hand, bracing it on the door handle.

"Wanna get coffee?" He asked, in a voice Lawson had yet to hear. He sounded unsure of himself for the first time. It made Lawson's eyes widen in surprise, and his eyes snap over to the other boys face. Sean wasn't looking at him. Lawson guessed it was on purpose.

Because the other seemed so uncertain, he made sure to give him his best smile as he said, "I would love to," in the most pleasant voice he could muster. And what was weird about it was that none of it had to be forced, because more than anything, Lawson found himself wanting to spend as much time with Sean as he could.

***

Sean lead him to the coffee shop on campus, which Lawson had only been to once before during the orientation tour. It was a cute place, with lots of couches and armchairs for people speaking comfort, as well as tables for those looking to complete class work. It smelt like coffee and baked goods, and Lawson and Sean both got one of each before taking a seat in two armchairs by the back window.

Conversation flowed surprisingly easily between the two of them. They discussed the math exam, and then what Sean expected they would learn next, and then Lawson had asked Sean about Wisconsin and snow. It made Sean laugh, and Lawson felt as if he had won something.

"It's different in ways you wouldn't think," Sean was saying as he sipped at his mocha, expression thoughtful.

"You mean the accents?" Lawson asked and Sean raised his head a little, eyes narrowed.

"I was actually surprised that we don't speak that differently. Most of the time I can't notice a difference".

"Caaaan't," Lawson taunted and Sean chuckled before rolling his eyes. "Most of your a's are really long". Sean hummed and shrugged, unconcerned.

"So," he bagan and Lawson suspected a subject change. He was right. "Do you like it here? In florida, I mean. You grew up here, right?"

"Yeah," Lawson confirmed, taking a sip of his own drink- something called a caramello latte which consisted of caramel and marshmallow flavoring- and hummed pleasantly. "I wouldn't say I like it though. I mean, I would have left for college if I could, but my dad wouldn't let me". Since Lawson's biological father was the one paying for the schooling, he had insisted upon choosing where Lawson went to school. At first, Lawson had been concerned he would insist he went to California, closer to him- which Lawson really didn't want to do, since he hated his father, and he idea of California- but instead the man insisted he stay close to his mother. It wasn't that supposing really. Lawson father had always wanted to be as far from him as possible. He suspected the man was only paying for his education because he felt guilty.

"Why wouldn't he let you?" Sean asked.

"He said it was because out of state tuition was too expensive, but he really isn't having any money problems, so I don't believe that. Honestly, I think he was just afraid that by allowing me to go far from my mother, that would mean he was suddenly responsible for me and if something went wrong he'd have to be the one responsible for me," Lawson admitted honestly and Sean's eyebrows raised. It was a ridiculous thought, really, since Lawson's mom hadn't let his father anywhere near him since the divorce.

It was a really personal topic, one Lawson really don't mind sharing, but he didn't want to make Sean uncomfortable. "Do you miss Wisconsin?"

Sean smiled a bit. "Yeah, actually. I mean, I didn't leave because I didn't love it there, I left because I needed to get away for a bit," he explained, and then his eyes flicked away. "I really miss my family like you wouldn't fucking believe. I miss my mom's cooking-"

"She make good lunch?" Lawson joked and Sean cut off to laugh.

"Amazing," he claimed, looking back at Lawson, eyes bright. "It's not just her cooking I miss though. I just... I miss her, a lot. And I miss my dad. Hockey season is starting soon and I'm really going to miss watching games with him". Sean paused, looking thoughtful. "More than anything though, I miss my brother. Like, I really really fucking miss him".

"You have a brother?" Lawson asked, and Sean nodded, a small smile pulling at his lips. "How old?"

"Eighteen. We're the same age," Sean responded, and when Lawson's eyebrows raised he explained with a single word that excited him. "Twin. Chase".

"You have a twin?!" He explained, choking a little on his coffee and Sean nodded slowly, clearly surprised by the response. Lawson whipped his phone from his pocket, eyes on the screen as he asked, "identical?"

"Uh, Yeah," Sean confirmed, and Lawson opened his photo app and searched for a minute before finding a picture and turning the screen towards Sean. "Oh". He took the phone, and as his hand reached out, Lawson once again noticed the scar that cut between his thumb and index finger. "Who-"

"Sisters," Lawson said. "Well, half-sisters since they're my step-fathers but it really doesn't make much a difference". Sean handed the phone back.

"They're cute. How old?"

"Four," Lawson said with a smile, looking at the picture on his phone for a minute before turning the screen off. "Luna and Cyble".

"You live on campus, right?" Sean questioned and Lawson nodded. "You miss them?"

"Of course," he answered, and then his eyes widened. "It couldn't possibly be the same though-" he cut off when Sean laughed.

"I'm not offended, Lawson". A sigh of relief left him, and he leaned back in his seat.

"Do you miss your friends?" Lawson asked after taking another sip of his coffee.

Sean shrugged. "Sometimes I do, but I guess I keep in touch with the ones who are important, so it's not much of an issue. What about you? I know a lot of the people here are from the local high schools".

"Ah, Yeah," Lawson confirmed, averting his eyes. "I know people here, but I'd say I only have one high school friend who goes here. I actually probably only talk to two people from my high school, though one has currently gone off the grid, and we're not even all that close". Lawson remembers he had also gotten a pastry, and brought his attention to it. "I'd say I'm much closer with my college friends that I ever was with anyone from my high school".

"Why's that?" Sean inquired, his attention also on his food and Lawson shrugged.

"My high school was pretty much just full of people who all had sex with one another, and I stayed out of that," he explained, and then mumbled, "for the most part". When he glanced over at Sean, he realized the other boy must have heard that, because he was looking at Lawson with raised eyebrows. "That's not important. Tell me about what Science fiction and Fantasy literature is like".

"It's interesting," Sean claimed, and then he frowned. "If I'm being honesty, I don't completely understand the value of it though". Lawson's eyes widened a fraction. "You look offended".

"No," he said quickly. "It's just... it's an escape from reality, kind of. Science fiction and fantasy offer different worlds so we can get away from our own. It's all I read through middle school and high school".

"You wanted to get away?" Sean asked, and Lawson gave him a small smile.

"When I was bored, Yeah. What books are you reading? I've read quite a few". Sean began to recite titles, eyes directed to the ceiling as he thought, and Lawson nodded along at titles he recognized. When Sean finished, his gaze moved back Lawson. "Damn. You need to read fourteen books?" There was a crestfallen look on Sean's face as he nodded.

"Yeah. I really don't have enough time for it though, so I have to admit I've only been skimming the books. That's probably why my papers suck so bad".

"I've actually read most of those, so seriously, if you need help with a paper or anything, let me know," Lawson insisted, and then he added, "you have my phone number".

"I do," Sean agreed in a small voice that made Lawson's face feel hot. It was silent for a minute as they were both lost in their thoughts, but the Sean turned to his suddenly and grinned. "So, tell me about your family".

They talked for much longer than Lawson was expecting, but he was far from disappointed. Sure, he has homework he should have been doing instead, but he was willing to stay up a little later than usual of it meant he could sit in that cafe until the last minute before he needed to leave for his American Short Story class.

By the time he left, he felt as if he knew Sean far better than he had that morning, but still as if it wasn't enough. As he watched the boy laugh at something stupid he said, head thrown back and white teeth on display- they were perfect except for one slightly crooked one on the top right that was enduring- Lawson wondered if it would ever be enough.

They walked out together, throwing their long since emptied coffee cups away on the way out. "Well," Sean began as he slowed to a stop at the place where the sidewalk split into two seperate directions. "We should do something else together some time, whether or not it's study, or get coffee, or literally just do nothing together. Pretty much literally anything. Since my roommate moved out, I've been a little low on human interaction and I'm going a little crazy". Lawson laughed a little at this, and then beamed at Sean when his eyebrows raised. "What? It's true".

"I'm sure," Lawson said, and then he nodded. "I think I'd like that".

A/N I know I write about identical twins a lot (Casey and Casey, Greg and Jason) but I've never had a main character that is a twin so I'm saying it's fine