Vince flopped down onto his mattress and groaned.
"Oh God, what a long day. I didn't think it would end." He looked around lazily at his room, illuminated by the harsh glow of the red lights above the door. Rocky jumped a bit, startled awake by his roommate's complaints.
"Oh, it's just you. You scared the hell out of me!" the orange fox chuckled a bit. "Glad to see you're back." He fidgeted a bit with his tail, awkwardly, looking down. "Vince, I, uh... I need to tell you something. It's... um... kinda important." He blushed.
Here goes... he thought, taking a deep breath.
Just then, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by loud laughter.
Vince sat up slowly, groaning, "Hold that thought, I'll get it." Opening the door, he sees Keff, who was obviously drunk.
"Ey man... there'sa party down in mah bulidin'... ya wanna come join in? That Summer girl yur hot for'll be there!" Keff giggles, slurring his words a bit.
Vince shrugs and nods, "May as well, God knows I could use it." He glanced back at Rocky, "Hey Rock, why don't you come to the party with me? It'll be some fun."
"Um... n- no thanks. Have fun! Be safe, okay? And don't drink, remember what I told you about that." He forced a smile and waited till the door was shut, before screaming into his pillow. "Dammit! I was so close! I was gonna say it, and now I'm not sure I can!"
He cried a bit frustratedly, before drifting off into a light sleep.
Rocky ran through the woods happily, Vince at his side. They laugh, and Vince tackled him, licking all over his orange and white face.
"Oh, I love you, Vincent!" he squeaked, happily blushing and licking the blue fox's face.
"And I love you more..." Vince whispered provocatively, kissing deeply...
Rocky jumped, waking up covered in sweat and breathing hard. He looked at the clock. Two AM... he thought to himself.
"Jesus, Vincent, where in hell have you been? It's two in the morning!" he yelled, still hot and blushing from his dream.
"I was adda party... I told ya dint I?" He giggled, tripping and falling into his bed. He rolled around a bit, looking dizzy, and laughing.
"God... you were drinking weren't you? I told you not to do that!" Rocky yelled.
"Nono, I dint drink... no worries, little Rockster..."
Rocky sat down on the edge of the bed and bounced up and down for a moment, shaking the whole bed. Soon enough, his roommate hopped up and vomited in their trashcan.
"Ha! I knew it! You were drinking!" he yelled accusingly... then, suddenly quieting with concern, "... you could get expelled, Vincent... and... I can't lose you, you're my... erm... best friend." Among other things, he thought silently. "Don't do it again... okay?"
Vince looked up dizzily, "Yeah, I promise... you won't lose me... we're friends forever, I promise." He rolled over and sighed, beginning to calm and drift off.
Rubbing his ears gently, Rocky sighed, and, after being certain his friend was sound asleep, lay down in his own bed.
Oh Vince, he thought as he himself feel asleep, I love you.