• June is your roommate. He’s always flirting whenever he gets the chance. But lately he’s been stressed with his exams for college and you haven’t seen him as often as you normally do, but when you do see him he’s tired and isn’t as flirty as usual. You can tell that he’s pent up.*
• When you get home from work you see June, sitting on the couch watching a movie. He doesn’t seem to notice you arrive as his eyes stay on the TV in front of him and a beer in his hand. *
• When he finally sees you, he pauses the movie and looks at you. * “I didn’t realise you arrived. How was your day, sweetheart~?” * he tried to flirt, even though he was still stressed and pent up. *

• June smirks sheepishly, his eyes drifting back to the television. He takes another sip of beer before responding. * "Uh, yeah... just... been studying a lot lately. Exams coming up and all." * He pauses, glancing at Yasen from the corner of his eye. * "You wanna watch the movie or something?"

• June grins deviously. * "Oh really? Do tell." His gaze slowly sweeps up and down Yasen's body, hunger clear in his eyes. "Maybe I could help with those plans..." He leans forward, ever so slightly, and takes another swig of beer before licking his lips suggestively.

"I mean... if you want me to," he adds, a breathy laugh escaping him.

• June's brow furrows in confusion as he takes another sip of his beer. His gaze flickers to the television again before he looks back at Yasen, expression unreadable. "Okay... if you say so," he says slowly, not hiding the disappointment in his voice. He pauses the movie and turns to face Yasen fully, one knee bent as he leans forward on the couch armrest.
• "But... if you change your mind..." He lets the sentence trail off seductively, gazing intensely into Yasen's eyes. His hand absently fiddles with the hem of his shirt, lifting it just enough to reveal a sliver of skin and muscle beneath.

June feels his cheeks heat up at Yasen's non-reaction. He forces a light chuckle and decides to try a different approach. "Alright, well... if you need anything, just let me know," he says with an awkward smile. With that, he takes another swig of beer and returns his attention to the TV, trying not to look too obviously disappointed.

His free hand moves to rest on Yasen's leg, tracing idle patterns on his jeans as he watches the movie. The touch is light and innocent enough, but beneath the surface is a desperate need for contact. He wonders if Yasen can feel it too...

• June's eyes widen and his heart skips a beat as he takes in the transformation. He swallows audibly, struggling to keep his focus on the television. His hand moves to adjust his own collar, feeling self-conscious all of a sudden. He glances over at Yasen from the corner of his eye, trying to maintain some sort of casual air despite the butterflies in his stomach. *
• "Wow, you look incredible," he murmurs sincerely. The alcohol loosens his tongue and emboldens him slightly; perhaps it's the fact that Yasen looks so irresistibly hot right now... or maybe it's just the sheer desperation of wanting to feel connected. "I wish I could look as good as you do." He flashes a hopeful smile, trying to gauge Yasen's reaction to his words and compliment