ROLEPLAY HQ - dear-roomate

tw: sexual themes, kinks, more to be added!

Magnolia had some trouble getting back on her feet when she moved back to her home town, the city was a lot more developed than she’d remembered it to be. She moved to go to college and now she was back to start up her painting gallery. She picked up a side job to start herself off as a barista in a local cafe, luckily for her, her old friends were still in contact with her. Her closest friend, Jason, whom she used to go to school with, contacted her about housing. ’hey mag!! i’m excited that ur gonna be in town, are you still looking for places to live?’ ’agh yeah, it’s been kinda tough, but thanks for getting in contact with john for a roommate situation, this is gonna help so much’ She put down her phone smiling as she put her satchel around her neck, getting out of her car and looking at the large apartment building. This was where she was going to be staying for a while, with a mutual friend from school. She remembered him tagging along in some of the friend group hangouts that they did, but they never really talked outside of that. Her hand paused before she knocked on the door, she held her breath waiting for the other man open the door. @Jester

The apartments before her were sided with bricks of red and brown. The cement sidewalk only stopped for brick made planters filled with a tree surrounded by flowers and grass in each. Leading to the cement staircase that lead to the rest of the complex. Luckily John lived on the bottom floor, front and center to the rest of the building. It made moving in easier for him for sure, but the unfortunate side of it, he had to deal with hearing the people above him. The knock on the door alerted John from the show he was watching on the couch. He scratched his hair in confusion as he forgot that he was even expecting company today. He checked his phone as he got up, a few texts from Jason… In a moment it all came rushing to him as he let out a belting “FUCK”. He had totally forgotten he was supposed to be showing off the apartment today. He stumbled around the apartment grabbing a pair of gray sweats from the back of the couch and fumbling around as he tried to force his way through each leg. Bouncing and stumbling until his side hit the door. A soft grunt of pain left his lips before picking himself up. His dirty blonde hair was in a tangled mess as he opened the door with a smile. Standing in front of her was a man wearing gray sweats and a white tank top, the remnants of his breakfast spilt on it. As the door opens his eyes, widen seeing Magnolia. Jason had told him that he had found him a roommate, but he hadn’t said that it was this beautiful woman. “I-um… Heh-.... Heylo….” His face grew red with embarrassment as he fucked up a single hello. His thoughts moved around in his mind, ‘what's wrong with me? I couldn’t say hi? Or hello? What the hell is heylo??’. It only took a few moments for him to realize while his thoughts were trailing it just seemed as if he was staring at her. That only added to the fire he felt on his cheeks. He was never good at first impressions but this was the biggest failure that he had had. “Let me show you inside…”

10:06 PM

As he turned to go back inside his head hit the frame of the door. He wanted to say something out loud, but biting his tongue was the only way he could think of salvaging his chances of getting a new roommate. Inside his apartment was a long hallway leading to an opening. This opening separated into multiple rooms. To the left was the ‘living room’, which was barely decorated with a couch with a table in front of it and a TV standing on top of an entertainment system with a console inside. To the right was the ‘kitchen/dining room” which was really just a kitchen with a bar style counter in front of the sink. The kitchen had a few dishes that he had used, and a nearly empty fridge. Just past the opening was the only bathroom that he had in the apartment and two bedrooms that stood across the hall from each other. Her room was completely empty and bare, as he stood in front of the door of his room smiling towards her, trying to recover from his devastating first impression. “Sooooo… what do you think?” @bellz

She followed behind him smiling gently at him stumbling, “Don’t stress it too much, I promise I’m not gonna judge you for anything.” she reminded him. “Thank you so much for helping me out with this whole thing, I really like the place.” she nodded her head. She thought of all the ways she could spruce up the place with paintings and artwork around the apartment. Her mind flooded with ideas of what to do next. “Do you mind if we go grocery shopping? I can make dinner tonight, plus we need to get some stuff in the fridge and cabinets.” she scratched the back of her head. She was excited, for this new opportunity to be independent. She’d start her new career as a gallery owner of her artwork, and hopefully lift off from there. For now, being a barista was the best thing she could think of at the time. @Jester

His cheeks crinkled with a smile noting her kindness. He hadn't done anything with the place other then bringing in some furniture his friends had left him. While there wasn't much, it was enough for him. He was a very minimalistic person. A simple person, he did what he needed to, to live the life he wanted. He woke up most mornings to work, then he would spend the rest of the day either gaming or going on adventures. His job was a very boring data entry job that allowed his mind to go numb as he punched in numbers. His ears perked up at the mention of food "You had me at dinner. I just usually just order food to be delivered to me" He scratched his forehead in a bit of embarrassment now thinking about the state of his house. He wouldn't have been as embarrassed if it had been another guy, but with his luck it was a beautiful woman. "I- erm.. I have keys.. I have car keys, if you want to get some food or furniture or... stuff..." He rummaged around the couch looking for his keys before finding them between two cushions. Lifting them in his hand, reaching towards the sky as the rest of his body was bent over couch "You can use it as much as you'd like." His body flopped over the back end of the couch into a rest position looking up and smiling. @bellz

She giggled a little at his struggle, tilting her head. She nodded before taking the keys, “You should come with, you can pick out some stuff to keep at the house.” she went back into the kitchen to reevaluate the emptiness. ‘He doesn’t even have silverware or dishes.’ she pulled her hair back, taking out her phone and making a list of all the various things they’d need. Considering she had a lot of extra money saved up from not having to buy a place in town, they were set. “You ready?” she smiled softly before helping him off the couch. They drove to the grocery store first, she’d planned out the first few things they’d need to start out. She made a meal plan for that week and a few snacks they could keep in the house. She got all of her general items and looked over at him. “Pick out whatever you’d like, it’s on me.” she smiled softly. After following him around allowing him to pick up anything he wanted, they checked out. @Jester

He smiled at her sentiment, picking whatever he wanted and she would pay, it was entirely to sweet of her. Still, he wasn't the type to take advantage of someone's kindness. He had money to spare thanks to his boring lifestyle, but he maintained it because he had most of everything he needed. "Thank you, that's very sweet of you sweetie but I think I'm ok. This trips all about you anyway. Making your new place feel like a home." He rubbed the back of his head as his cheeks flushed with red, embarrassed by the awkward hallmark statement he had just let leave his lips. He followed her to check out and helped her load everything up before they headed home. Once back at the apartment he took his best chance to impress after making such a fool of himself earlier, by grabbing as much as he physically could in one trip trying to make sure she didn't have to carry much in herself. "Well... that was fun" He chuckled to himself before making his way towards the bathroom. "I think I'm going to shower though, so if you need anything please just give me a loud shout and Ill come running" He laughed a bit, as he walked away, lifting his shirt off as he passed the threshold of the room. He quickly turned the shower on letting the steam fill the room as he used his foot to close the door as best as he could while awkwardly undressing. His face pink and embarrassed with the fact of showering with his cute new roommate in the other room. @bellz

She got the rest of the grocery items in and tilted her head at his statement. “Okay, thanks.” she nodded, smiling gently as she unpacked some of the bags. She made a very organized system in the kitchen cabinets and fridge, making sure everything was clean before placing anything. She bought some ceramic bowls and plates that she placed in it’s designed quarters as well as cups and silverware. She stood back as she smiled, taking in the progress she was already making. After finishing up the living room and kitchen area, she made up her own room. She brought posters and tapestries from her old dorm, including a few art pieces she’d been fairly proud of. By the time he was out of the shower, her door was open, music was flooding from her room. She danced around her new space, she was replacing her bed with her comforter she’d brought. Her speaker played 80s metal, a genre that no one would suspect a girl like her would listen to. @Jester

He quickly cleaned himself trying to avoid an awkward situation with his new roommate. Once finished he stepped out of the shower only to hear the sound of metal playing from her room. Wrapping his lower half in a towel he opened the door, letting a huff of steam release from the inside towards the rest of the place that he called home. He quietly walked over to her room, leaning against the doorframe watching her dance around as she was setting her room up. He gave a soft smile towards her, hoping him speaking out wouldn't startle her "Do you always dance around while you do house work?" He chuckled at her, teasing her a bit by mimicking some of the dance moves she was doing but moving his hips an excessive amount @bellz

She jumped, startled by the sudden sound of his voice behind her. She quickly turned around to face him, feeling a mixture of surprise and delight upon seeing his face. Her lips curled up into a smile as she giggled at his exaggerated motions. “Only when I’m in a good mood,” she replied as she finished taping a poster to her wall. The room was still a work in progress, with plants, posters, and tapestries scattered on the floor. “I'm hoping to get this room done by 6. Once everything's up, I'll cook us dinner,” she said, glancing at him before her gaze drifted down to his body. She hadn't seen much of it when he was wearing his sweater during the day. As she looked, she realized she was staring and quickly made eye contact with him. Her face flushed slightly as she stumbled over her words, "Sorry, that wasn't... I just hadn't really taken a good look at you before." She stopped and sighed. "Sorry," she laughed a little, trying to diffuse the awkwardness of the moment. As she turned back to the task at hand, she thought about how much she enjoyed spending time with him. She looked forward to the evening when they would share a meal together and continue to get to know each other better. Perhaps they could even talk about their shared interests in art and music. She smiled to herself, feeling grateful for this unexpected connection in her life. @Jester

She had just started the room not to long ago and while it was a work of progress still, he was impressed by how much she had done in the little time. Only when I'm in a good mood. He wondered what made her in such a good mood but somehow forgot to ask. He nodded with her mentioning dinner and gave her a smirk as he felt her eyes against him. Sorry, that wasn't... I just hadn't really taken a good look at you before. "Well if you like that, just wait until you see what's under the towel cutie." He gave her a chuckle and wink before he made his way away from her room. He naturally came off as a flirt, whether there were intentions behind his words was a different story. One thing that was certain was he didn't want to bug her or make her uncomfortable. * *He went back to his room laying his towel against his bed and laying on it allowing himself to air dry. Looking at his ceiling he let his thoughts wander. He had never lived with a female before and so it would be interesting. His brain thought of the typical sexy pillow fights and slumber parties with her girl friends that ended in make out sessions. There was nothing that backed his thoughts other then crappy porn but still the idea was nice to him. He would continue to lay there listening to her music and using it to get a glimpse of her personality until she was ready to cook. It was such a sweet gesture to him that he would have to find a way to repay it. @bellz

His reaction made her flush red, she smiled softly, biting her bottom lip ever so softly. “Sure.” she remarked. After an hour, she stepped back to look at her progress, realizing that she had made significant changes to the room. Starting from the floor, she had carefully decorated every corner of the room. The soft, warm colors of the tapestries hanging on the walls complemented the greenery of the hanging plants, giving the room a cozy and homely feel. The sun's rays spilled from the window, making the room more lively and colorful. She clasped her hands together, feeling content with her work, and backed out of the room. As she walked to the kitchen, she couldn't help but think about the upcoming dinner with her new roommate. She wanted to make a good impression, and with her years of experience working in various restaurants, she was confident that she could create something special. She opened the fridge and examined the ingredients, carefully selecting salmon, mixed veggies, and potatoes for the dish. Her hands moved swiftly as she cut and diced the ingredients, pouring and searing the rest. The music played in the background, and her hips swayed to the beat as she worked meticulously on her dish. After almost an hour, she finally finished cooking. She looked down at her work, smiling gently, feeling proud of what she had achieved. She placed the plates onto the kitchen table, pouring some wine into a glass to celebrate the occasion. When she finished plating, she walked down the hallway to her roommate's door, knocking softly. “Hey, dinner is ready. Come out when you’re ready,” she called out before walking back and sitting at the table, admiring her work. She waited patiently, eager to see her roommate's reaction to the meal she had created. @Jester

For the next few hours John scrolled on his phone, switching between apps. Starting watching silly videos to pass the time, then switching to a dating app that he used more than he cared to admit. He was full of what most people would call fake confidence. Something that he would turn on to seem easy going, aloof but cocky, but in reality he knew it was just a ploy, however talking to people on the app helped make sure he was able to keep that smoking mirror up. Still, he had to get used to the idea that sometimes his new roomie would get a peak behind that curtain, regardless of how hard he would try to stop her. Despite his worries, the entire idea was so interesting to him. Living with a woman, sure he was all talk, but she didn’t know that. In fact most women that he would have given that line to earlier would have scoffed or rolled their eyes and moved on, but she seemed completely unphased, unafraid. In fact to him it almost felt like a challenge, as if she was saying ‘try me and see what happens’. The idea of that was almost enough to make him shake in his boots, still one thing that was apparent was the fact that she was not like any woman he had ever met before.

10:33 PM

. The sounds of knocking against his door sent a shock down his spine and made him sit up straight as if his mother was about to walk through the doorway to yell at him. His thoughts of panic flew in his mind. As if she knew that he was thinking about her, she was in his head, reading his thoughts. However those thoughts were quickly lost into the ether at the mention of food. It was the first day that they were together and she was cooking him a meal. Normally he would be the one cooking or at least paying for the meal and usually for some sexual favor or to repay one, but she just did it for fun? Was there more to her intentions or was he overthinking it? He had no idea, but still he sprung himself to his feet, and slid into the closest shorts and shirt he could find and stepped outside to find the most delicious looking meal he had seen in a long while on the table. “Uh-... You? You cooked all this??” His eyes were glued to the table, to the food as his stomach grumbled in anticipation. If he was a dog, drool would be dripping from the corners of his mouth onto the floor until there was a puddle. He quickly sat down across the table from her, his legs spread widely, clearly not used to have to share space between people. Yet he patiently waited for her to take the first bite. “Thank you very much for this. It… it looks beautiful, and I honestly don’t think I deserve this royalty treatment, but I won’t complain.”

10:34 PM

. He chuckled and rubbed the back of his head and waited. Once she took the first bite he would quickly grab a small portion of each of the foods onto his fork and smile towards her. John tried his best to give her a sensual smirk while he put the food into his mouth before his head rolled back and his hand slapped the table. His face could only be described as orgasmic. “Holy shit!!!!!!!! Oh my lord, this is ammmmmaaaazzziiiiingg!!” He continued taking small bites over and over with the same facial reactions to each bite, followed by the shimmying of his shoulders as a little happy dance to the food he was eating. @bellz