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Alex slid the door open once Yin had moved back, reaching out to grab his things out of the closet, then moving back to slide the door closed again. He tossed his shirt and pants on the bed, next to where Yin was now sitting, and shuffled over to the other half of the closet, sliding the door wide and sweeping his gaze over the rows upon rows of ties. The biggest problem with having so many, was just not knowing which one too choose.

Eventually he reached inside and pulled out a tie that was mostly black with one thick diagonal red slash through the middle. Yin's voice rang out across the room, telling Alex that he smelt nice, and he stiffened a little, gripping the tie a little tighter in one hand. Nobody had ever said that to him before, because he just never cared to bother with trying to be clean or hygienic in anyway. He only washed when his mother made him do it, or if he absolutely had to. He'd rather ruin his clothes and throw them away to buy new ones then ever take the time to actually wash them himself. He just didn't care.

But when Yin gave him that simple compliment, those three small words that Alex was sure he'd never heard anybody say...that actually made him feel like he did actually care, or at least, should actually care, and he felt a faint pleasure at the compliment. "Thanks..." he said quietly, as he left the closet open in case Yin wanted to continue to look through the tie collection, and shuffled over to the bed to grab his things.

"I'm uh..just gonna go next door to get dressed. I'll be right back to show you where the laundry goes." He still kept his eyes averted from Yin as he spoke.

Come to think of it now, Alex hadn't remembered to take his eye phone out of his pants pocket before tossing them in the laundry. He'd have to remember to go and take it out when he put Yin's clothes in. He thought about this as he slowly shuffled out the door and made his way to the room next door to get dressed.

Alex got dressed as quick as he could manage, though he really just felt like lying down and watching skellyvision or reading a good book. He wasn't exactly tired, but just in need of some relaxation. Never mind the fact that he spent two hours in the forest sitting beneath a tree, day dreaming already.

He needed more time off of his feet then that.

As he re-entered the room, he was reaching up to run fingers through his hair repeatedly, touseling it up so that it no longer was just lying flat on his head, driving him crazy with the way the wet strands hung in his face. The blast of heat was less noticeable now that he was starting to get used to it. He was carrying the towel he had used in his other hand and making his way back to the closet, noticing that Yin was still shirtless. Did the other boil not have any other clothes to wear?

His mom had told him to give her all of his clothes for washing, so he had to slide the closet open once again and removed his other two shirts and pants. He could see that Yin had other shirts in the closet, so a lack of clothing wasn't the case.

Damned if he was going to ask Yin to put a shirt on, though.

He turned towards Yin when he spoke, still a bit disgruntled from the shower and not in the best of mood, but quickly brightening for his friend and his offer to take all of the laundry. "It's just inside the door of my parents room, if you don't mind. But I left my eye phone in my pants pocket that I threw in there. If you could grab it out for me, that would be great!" He smiled, then pushed all of the clothes + towel into Yin's arms and making his way over to flop on the bed, grabbing for the remote control on the stand next to him with full intentions of watching some s.v.

He could admire Yin's shirtless back as he left the room.

Alex was flicking through the channels on the skeevee when Yin returned. He glanced up at the door, finally for once staring straight into Yin's bare chest, and seeing for the first time the faint bruising and red skin from where his fingers had dug in. He knew that he had done it, and he always felt awful about it anytime it came to mind, but now actually seeing it, and after it had been mostly healed? His heart plummeted and his chest felt icy cold, despite the uncomfortable heat in the bedroom. Now that he had seen the damage, he couldn't stop looking, though he broke his gaze away from it when Yin handed him the phone. He mumbled a hasty "Thanks." before shoving it into his pocket.

He then watched Yin sit on the floor, and felt even more bad. This was Yin's bed, after all, and Alex had basically just abducted it for his own. He scooted over to one side, leaving plenty of room for Yin to move to the bed if he wished, and replied, "Ulmuka? Don't think I know who he is. You spar a lot don't you? Anyways, this is skellyvision, or a skeevee, whatever you prefer." He continued to flick through the channels, looking for something worth watching. Paranormal Activity? That was a comedy, right? He left in on that for now, rolling on his side so that he was looking towards Yin. "You don't have to sit on the floor, there's room up here."

A strix? Interesting. He'd have to try and meet the boil sometime. Alex was faintly aware that most of his friends at the academy at this point were female with the exception Yin and Mort. He really needed to start getting out, maybe join a club or two and make some more friends. He'd look into it when he got back to the school.

It hadn't quite been what Alex had in mind, when the weremantis stood up then settled himself down in front of Alex's legs, effectively blocking the view of the skeevee. He had thought Yin might sit beside him, but whatever, he wasn't going to say anything to the other boil about it, so he just shifted back to the other side of the bed, sitting up and leaning back against the headboard. The movie wasn't terrible, but it was done with hand held camera's and made him a little dizzy to watch. It wasn't long before Yin was shifting in his seat, fidgeting like he was uncomfortable, and Alex just couldn't stop watching him instead of what was on the skeevee, which could beg the question, why were they even bothering to try?

Well, at least from behind Yin couldn't catch Alex staring at him.

It wasn't long after Yin started fidgeting around though that he was off of the bed, moving himself to the floor again. Alex sat up quizzically, wondering what his friend was doing, and peering over the edge of the bed to watch him.

Oh. Exercise.

Alex wrinkled up his nose distastefully, though it was quite hard not to admire Yin's muscled body.

Stop that. He told himself, flipping back over and grabbing the remote control to start flipping through the channels again. He couldn't really find anything he was interested in watching, however, so he finally just left it on a music channel, and sat up to watch Yin some more, as it was more entertaining then anything that was on skeevee at the moment. His head cocked curiously to the side as he watched him, his gaze running along Yin's body, a sight that made his stomach clench tight even if he tried to ignore it. "Do you do this everyday?" He asked, not really knowing what else to say.

It was a good thing the zomboil wasn't attempting to do homework right now. It would just never get done with all of the distraction.

Alex nodded thoughtfully, his face not even showing the faintest signs of distaste at Yin offering to teach him some Tai Chi. He'd really spent much more time moving around today already then he was generally accustomed too, and he thought it might be nice to just relax for a bit before dinner time. So instead of taking Yin up on the offer, as he actually did feel somewhat inclined to do, he just shook his head, his mass of hair, which was drying out to a large, poofy mass that was in dire need of a brushing, flopping around and spilling into his eyes annoyingly. He pushed it back with a faint tinge of aggravation, then answered Yin.

"That's ok, I'll be more then happy to just watch for now. I don't actually know what Tai Chi is, to be honest, but if it's anything like I imagine then it's probably really not something I would be good at." He shrugged, though he was smiling to show that it didn't really bother him that he was no good at things that required balance or physical skill.

He couldn't help it, now that he'd seen the marks left behind from his attack on Yin's chest, his eyes kept roaming down to them, and his grin faded. "I'm sorry I did that to you." He said quietly, pointing. "It doesn't hurt or anything, does it?" he swallowed past a lump that was forming in his throat, beating himself up mentally once again for what he had done.

Alexander didn't know what the jack was happening. One second, he was sitting on the edge of the bed feeling miserable about what he'd done to his best friend. The next? That best friend, which subsequently he had also realized he actually had feelings for, was straddling him.

This was either the best moment of Alex's unlife or the worst. He didn't really have time to think about which it was before Yin was forcing him down on the bed, pinning him down on the shoulders.

Seriously, what was going on???

He stared up at his friend, completely at a loss for anything to say. This was exciting and somewhat frightening all at the same time. He couldn't even fathom at the moment what was going on because his brain was going into overload for the second time of that day.

Yin's hands were now moving to Alexs chest, and he would have tried to move, but he was still far too stunned at what was even happening to be able to. But now Yin was speaking, and his words, as well as the look in his eyes, explained everything. Alex's throat felt too tight to even talk right now, but he managed to raise his eyes to Yin's and stare straight into them before he said, "Do it."

Alex just continued to stare up at Yin, not flinching, not looking away. The taps against his chest made him cringe inwardly, as he really didn't actually want this to happen, but he still felt like he deserved it, and so he would allow it to happen without any argument.

But then the expression in Yin's eyes changed. He didn't want to do it, and Alex couldn't understand why. The look Yin was giving him was basically pleading for Alex to just relent and accept that Yin forgave him.

"Fine." He mumbled, turning his head to the side so that he would no longer have to look at Yin. At his face, at his body. None of it. He didn't even attempt to breathe, since he didn't have to, but if he had his breath would have been shaky and uneven. This wasn't fair. Why did he have to feel this way about somebody who didn't feel anything back? Why his best friend, who he didn't want to ever lose and couldn't just walk away from?

A knock on the door made his body stiffen beneath Yin's, his mothers voice calling out from the other side. "Dinner is almost ready, if you boils are finished whatever it is you are doing and want to come down and set the table, it would be appreciated."