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    A cliché plot where Muse A is a cool mid and Muse B is a sweet little angel. Muse A makes a bet with their friends that they can date and dump Muse B. Muse A ends up falling for Muse B and doesn't want to hurt them so tries to avoid completing the bet. But Muse A ends up taking Muse B to a party and Muse A's friends tell Muse B about the bet.


    Hey! All I ask is that you're relatively active and write more than 150 words. I love talking and plotting OOC so feel free to hit me up about that ^^


    muse b, dylan shots.

    okok here he iss! if you need me to add/change anything lemme know!

    lucas roe — muse a

    Awww !! He's perfect! I'll throw up a quick starter


    The morning was perfect. Dylan was quietly getting ready to go to campus. He like going early so he had time to just enjoy sitting at the campus coffee shop. He always planned for the day ahead and reviewed anything he needed to review for his classes that day. So the young man was straightening his outfit out. It was just a light pink button up tee and a black skater skirt with his usual white knee high socks. He always liked this outfit. He checked himself in the mirror and smile, finally satisfied with his appearance. The young man walked over to his desk and lifted his bag, checking that he had everything he needed before tugging the backpack on. Dylan then grabbed his phone and slipped on his regular shoes.


    The student walked down the flight of stairs in the apartment building before heading out to the nice day that awaited him. Mm. It was warm out. Dylan walked to his bicycle before unlocking it from the rack and hopping on. Now it was off to the campus.


    The ride took less than ten minutes and Dylan locked his bike in its usual spot before heading into the rec building. He waved to a few classmates on his way to the coffee shop, giving a smile to everyone he saw. Dylan stepped into the small coffee shop, relaxing at the comforting scent of coffee and baked goods. He dropped his bag by his usual spot in the corner by the window before retrieving his card and getting in line to order his regular iced white chocolate mocha.


    After that was done and over with, Dylan returned to his seat and sat down. He took a sip of his coffee before checking his phone, humming as he replied to a few messages from his friends.

    Lucas lived on campus, his roommate practically his best friend. The two tended to stay up late with some other pals, sitting around drinking and sometimes, just sometimes, one of then would bring over a little something to smoke. And despite all the late nights and headaches in the mornings, Lucas still found the time to study and keep his grades up. Honestly, having high grades was pretty shocking from a person like him.


    A small groan came from a still body in a disheveled bed as an alarm started buzzing, annoyingly. A pale yet muscular arm moved out from under the duvet, palm smacking at the alarm clock. After a moment, Lucas blinked open his eyes and sat up. He squinted at the bright light from from the sun before glancing over to a sleeping guy in a bed at least six feet away from him. Picking up his pillow, Lucas threw it at his roommate. "Wake up, dipshit. We have to get ready for class." he spoke roughly, voice still laced with sleep. The man in the bed near his suddenly shot up as soon the pillow hit him, Scowling at his roommate who was cackling now at this point, but quickly stopped when the pillow hit him in the face. Lucas rolled his eyes as he tossed the pillow to the side, standing up from the bed and stretching his arms afterwards.


    After a shower, Lucas returned back to his dorm and threw on a pair of black jeans and some dark colored graphic tee. Pushing his wet hair back and slipping on his shoes, him and his roommate left the room and the dorn building to head off to class across campus. On their way to class, a few of the their friends joined them and soon they bursted into the classroom, laughing and joking about. The five boys made their way to their usual seating in the back corner of the classroom.


    (sorry if this seems a lil iffy! post will get better, i kept getting distracted ^^ )

    The young man decided it would be a good time to leave the shop and head to his first class. So he stood up, slung his bag over his shoulder and grabbed his coffee. He gave a wave goodbye to the barista before stepping out and heading to the exit of the building.


    He stepped outside, glancing around before starting his walk to the other building where his class was held. The young man walked along quietly. He would wave to a few friends on his way to class, occasionally stopping to chit chat with them before they both had to go their separate ways to make it on time to their destinations. Dylan soon arrived to the same class Lucas was and silently picked his way to his seat. He was in front of the rowdy group of boys but most of the time, he didn't mind it. Sure, they could be loud and awfully annoying but Dylan was the type of guy to just mind his business. The young man dropped his bag by his chair and sat his coffee down before tugging it out a bit and sitting down. He didn't have any close friends in this class, perhaps a few acquaintances.


    But the young man pulled the supplies he'd need for this class and glanced at the board, jotting down the schedule of the class today. He sat his pen down once he scribbled that down and sat back in his seat, getting on his phone to text the group chat. Dylan quietly typed on his phone as he waited for class to start, occasionally reaching for his coffee and taking a sip or two before setting it back down.

    The rowdy group settled themselves in their seats, slightly glad they'd made it a bit early to class rather than late. Okay, so they were whole heartily the 'bad boys', but they liked to attend class early, hell even sometimes they were embarrassed when they came in late.


    The group's gaze all shifted to the door as Dylan came in before quickly turning to Lucas, whispering ferociously. "Lucas! You're gay-" One of the boys began, but quickly was interjected by Lucas who was quick to correct him, "Bi actually, but continue. "


    His friend rolled his eyes as Lucas corrected him before glancing over at Dylan and continuing. "I bet you fifty bucks that you can't date and then dump him in a month. " He whispered, only receiving a smirk from Lucas and a strange look like he were saying "watch and learn. " Lucas stood up, gathering his bag and things he'd already pulled out for class before he moved from his corner to sit right next to Dylan. Giving a light tap to the boy's shoulder, a grin broke out across his lips. "Hey, your name's Dylan, right?" He asked as he shifted some of his supplies around in front of him.

    Dylan was mostly focused on his phone to notice the whispers behind him and then a boy, specifically Lucas, saunter on over. He flinched as his shoulder was tapped, nearly dropping his phone out of shock but caught it and quickly put it to the side. He watched the young man settle beside him and blinked a few times before he comprehended what he said. "Ye-yeah, I'm Dylan. You're... Lucas, right," the soft spoken man asked with a small smile.


    Now it wasn't often that the two talked so Dylan was a little rattled that the other had come up to him so casually and sat with him. But... the shorter man certainly didn't mind it. Lucas was a rather handsome fellow and he heard through the grapevine that the was bisexual so he could have a chance with him. "So... why'd you choose to sit here today? Your friends are right over there," he pointed out carefully before stealing a glance over his shoulder towards Lucas's friends then moving his gaze back to the tall man in front beside him. Perhaps it was an attempt to be nice or maybe it was going to be some dumb question or trick that the boys came up with and made Lucas carry out.

    "One and only Lucas and this classroom!" He said with a grin, propping his chin in the palm of his hand. For a moment his dark gaze was pulled away from Dylan to the door to see another student walk in. No professor in site yet, good. And if someone had— like his friends— knew him better, there would be no doubt about it that he definitely wanted something. He was always suspiciously nice when he did want something.


    Lucas' gaze flickered back to Dylan's face as he spoke again, giving him a (faked) sheepish smile. "Ah yeah...I mentioned that I liked your outfit and they were sayin' some dumb shit, so I decided to sit somewhere," He spoke, voice soft almost like a whisper, "and, yanno, what better place to sit than next to you!" In the back of his mind, Lucas was definitely giving himself a pat on the back and a high-five at his amazing acting.

    Dylan listened to Lucas's explanation and blushed faintly as the other mentioned liking his outfit. Oh. That was really nice of him to say. He smiled to him and absently messed with his pencil, tapping his light pink nails along it. "Well.. thank you for liking my outfit. And I see why you chose to move, I wouldn't appreciate my friends teasing me for liking someone's outfit," he murmured before turning to face him completely. Luckily the professor wasn't here yet so he could keep talking with Lucas.


    Dylan took a deep breath and smiled. "And thank you for sitting next to me, I don't know a lot of people in this class," the feminine young man added and admired the other student. He seemed nice so far. Maybe Lucas wasn't half bad and was actually very nice. Perhaps he just hung around the more rude kids since he knew them the best. Dylan reached down and fixed his socks, just a teensy bit nervous around the handsome man and he just nedded something to distract himself and focus his pent up energy on something else.

    Lucas wasn't exactly lying. He did actually like Dylan's outfit, but lord knows he would never actually admit it his friends. Running a hand through his hair with his free hand, he gave a small smile before glancing over at his group of friends who were continuing to chit chat but were watching him out the corner of their eyes. The brunet let out a small hum as he watched the other fix his side. "So...Dylan," He began slowly, "what are doing tonight?"


    After he asked his question, the professor entered the room. "Good morning class! Sorry I'm late." He spoke as he headed toward the board in the front of the classroom, "Please get your books out and to page 231, and read along with me. "

    Dylan listened to the other man's question and then noticed the professor come in. He opened his textbook before looking to Lucas. "I'm probably just gonna stay home a play video games, maybe go for a ride on my back depending on if the weather holds up. We can keep talking after class," he whispered softly. The young man then propped his head his up with his hand as he read through the book pages silently with the professor.


    After class ended, Dylan packed his things back into his bag and stood up. He pushed the chair in and retrieved his bag before slinging it over his shoulder. He looked up to Lucas and offered him a sweet smile. Goodness. He forgot how tall the other student was but now that they were standing, well, Dylan felt awfully short compared to him. "Okay, where were we? ...oh! Yeah, what about you? What are you doing tonight," he inquired as he smoothed out his skirt. The young man looked over to where Lucas's friends were and bit his lower lip. Oh right. Perhaps Lucas wanted to go back to his own friends. "Do you want to go back to your friends? I understand if you do.."

    Lucas pulled out his textbook, flicking through the pages before getting to the required page. Giving a small nod in acknowledgement, the brunet went to his textbook to read the text, jotting down a few notes here and there while the professor lectured for the whole class time.


    Just before class was let out for the day, the professor informed them of a quiz at the end of the week which gave Lucas the perfect idea. Quickly packing his bag, the man stood and looked down at Dylan, slightly surprised at how small he seemed. "I have to work around nine tonight, but I have free time from three and nine if you want to go to the café on campus to study for this quiz?" he answered with a small shrug of his shoulders, very nonchalantly asking the other out. As Dylan mentioned his friends, Lucas looked over at the boys taking their time to leave– most likely wanting on him. Looking back at Dylan, Lucas waved his friends off and smiled brightly. "You're much more interesting than them. Lemme walk you to your next class, I have time to kill anyways. " He offered, catching sight of his friend group flipping him off before leaving.

    Dylan was a bit surprised by the question of studying together. He blushed faintly and looked away shyly. "I'd love to study with you. My last class gets done at three thirty so I can meet you there a little after that," he explained before daring himself to look back to the taller man. He blushes a little deeper when Lucas offered to walk him to his next class for the day. "That's very sweet of you, but I'm willing to take you up on that offer," he pointed out teasingly. "My class is in the unified arts building, though," Dylan explained before starting to leave the classroom, gently guiding Lucas along.


    Once outside, the young man relaxed and looked around the campus briefly before looking up to his newfound friend. "So what are you majoring in here," Dylan inquired. He didn't know too much about Lucas other than he was cooler than him and could probably kill a man if he truly wanted to. Dylan walked along calmly, not in a rush to get to his film class. The professor was usually chill with people coming in a few minutes late. She was pretty chill like that, especially towards her favorite students. He learned early on that if you brought her snacks early into the year and periodically through the week after then you would become one of her favorites.

    "We can meet there around four then," Lucas suggested, noticing the red tint to the other's cheeks and he couldn't help a small smirk tug at his lips. Pursing his lips slightly, he couldn't help a small laugh slip past his lips, trailing after Dylan to leave the classroom. "Most of my classes are around there I think, actually. No biggie. " He hummed with a shrug. As the two made their way outside, Lucas moved to walk beside Dylan rather than behind. As rough and cool looking Lucas was, mention his major or art in general, he gets a soft almost fond expression.


    Clearing his throat a bit awkwardly and giving a small sheepish smile he spoke. "Kinda lame and not what everyone expects, but I major in art. " He spoke in a soft voice before it switched to a normal tone, "What about you? What are you a major in?"


    i know nothing about colleges because i went to a technical college and all the buildings were just numbers sO if i mess anything up, im sorry im d u m b

    //oh it's no problem!! No need to apologize ^^


    Dylan nodded when Lucas agreed to meet around four'o'clock. That would give him enough time to drop his bag off at his apartment and freshen himself up a little. "That's perfect," he informed with a smile. He listened to him as they walked together, raising a brow when he was informed that Lucas was actually an art major. He grinned at the new information. "Hmm, I would've never guessed. Though now that I think about it..." the curly haired man took the time to look Lucas up and and down. "It does fit you. Are you one of those super cool and edgy artists," Dylan teased.


    "I'm just a film major, nothing that spectacular," he murmured as he walked with Lucas. Dylan heard his phone buzz and briefly took it out to check it. It was just Tristan. He tucked the phone away and returned his full attention to the handsome man beside him. The young man nearly forgot about the steps leading up to the building since he was busy admiring Lucas but forced his attention to the stairs just in time so he didn't trip. He sheepishly smiled to his friend and laughed it off. "Sorry.. I get distracted by cute guys sometimes," the student spoke, biting back a smirk at his own comment. Hopefully that wasn't too forward for Lucas. No need to scare him off.

    (phew thank :^) also thought of some funny headcannons when they actually start dating. 1. edgy boy with his soft boyf. 2. *someone bothering dylan* "man, you should really meet my bf" and then pure 6'1 edge lord comes into view)



    Rolling his eyes, Lucas let out a laugh, head tilted back slightly. "If that's what you think I look like, then sure. I'm totally a super cool and edgy artist," He said, glancing to his side at the other. Lucas wasn't used to people being so direct with him, for a split second it caught him off guard, having a blank look while he internally panicked.


    Giving a small nod to what Dylan had said about his major, but it seemed to go in one ear and out the other. "That's neat," He murmured. The sudden steps brought Lucas back to the real world, almost tripping as he went to walk up them. Cockiness returning quickly, a grin pulling his lips as he hurried ahead of the feminine young man just to open the door. "And I hold doors open for pretty boys like yourself," He shot back.

    //just

    Dylan: *on his live stream and innocently playing his video games but notices creepy comments towards him in the chat* babe... they're doing it again..

    Lucas: *comes in and lifts Dylan off his chair, moving him out of view of the camera and taking his place* I will fuCK YOU UP NO CAP it's okay, honey, keep playing minecraft lemme take care of the creeps


    Dylan blushed deeply as the other shot back a smooth comment and stepped into the building. He turned back to Lucas before giving him a cheeky smile. "You think I'm pretty," he teased. Of course, Dylan really appreciated the comment. It made his heart just melt. Sure, girls would come up to him and go off about how adorable he was and that was nice an all but he liked it when guys (his age) complimented him. Especially when they were cute and handsome like Lucas.


    Dylan walked through the corridor with Lucas, humming softly. He soon arrived to the 'classroom' but more so it was just a large portion of the building cut off for the film majors to shoot projects. The young man stopped just before the door and turned to face the taller man. "I'll see you tonight at four, right," he asked with a smile. The young man reached and fixed Lucas's shirt carefully before pulling his hand away, folding his hands in front of himself. Then he recalled that he should at least give Lucas some contact info. "Oh, can I see your phone? I just want to give you my number just in case and you can give me your number," Dylan informed before pulling his own phone out. He went to 'new contact' for Lucas before offering his phone to the taller student.

    ( lucas just "i woNT HESITATE TO KILL A BITCH"

    i sweAR TO GOD i love them so much already)


    Lucas returned the smile and entered the building just after Dylan got in. Gently nudging the other, he gave a small shrug and big grin. "Of course I do, who wouldn't," He said nonchalantly. Lucas dark eyes moved to look ahead of him, slightly amazed at the inside of the building. He'd definitely had never been in this building before and it simply was gorgeous.


    Almost to busy to notice Dylan stopping, Lucas' footing faltered slightly before turning to face the other student fully. His dark gaze followed Dylan's hands, brows furrowing slightly in confusion before hearing the other boy's words. "Ah, yeah sure," He mumbled as he reached in his back pocket for his phone. Unlocking the device and then opening the 'New Contact', Lucas handed off his phone to Dylan before taking his in trade. Typing in his number, Lucas also titled his contact as "Cool and edgy artist" along with some 'cool and edgy' emojis. Handing back Dylan his phone and receiving his own back, Lucas smiled as he looked down at the other.


    "See you at four, pretty boy. " He hummed before turning his heel to head back down the hall to leave the building. This bet was seemingly to go well as of now, and Lucas simply was sure that it'd be over in no time and he'd get his fifty dollars.