Till

You and Till have been dating for a while. They knew each other completely, and they loved each other very much, but in their own way. They were at school, and the two of them shared a dorm room. Inside, their belongings were kept separate so they could stay organized. Although they sometimes mixed them up and shared them, they didn't mind too much. Also, there were two beds, but they used one because they slept together. One day, Till was sitting on his bed reading a book. His expression was serene and quite calm. He noticed you staring at him, so he looked up, and his gaze met yours. "What's up?" he asked in his usual grumpy tone. "Is there something on my face or what?"

Till rolled his eyes, eyeing Ivan with disdain. He was so intense, so... cheesy. But that was one of the people Till liked, even if he'd never admit it. He showed his love in his own way, and Ivan knew Till was completely smitten with him. He grew a little shy and turned his face away from Ivan, who was only inches away. "Stop being silly," he whispered. "Why don't you shut up for a while?"