He had just arrived at the academy, a cab driver dropping him off at the front of the school - despite the late time. Dmitri looked up at the building and examined it for a moment before begging to walk towards the building, dragging his suitcase behind him. "So far so good..." He mumbled to himself as he reached the door and walked through it, looking at the high ceiling hallways and the design.
Seconds later, as if on cue with the other fire elemental crossing the academy's threshold, Pyotr's own cab parked in the front of the tall building, effectively leaving Pyotr to his own to get out of the cab and grab both of his duffel bags and, unbeknownst to Pyotr, follow suit to Dmitri's trail by getting inside the building. He would have come with his family, but the trip to here had only three seats left, one for each of his siblings. And so, he'd been for ed to come here alone as a sign of chivalry.
After walking for just a few minutes, Dmitri came across the front office and walking inside once making sure he was right. "Excuse me but, i just arrived... can you help me?" He asked the lady sitting behind the desk who looked up at him and smiled. "Ahhh you must be Mr.Nováček!" She exclaimed which caught Dmitri off guard. "Uhmmm no no, Dmitri Belyavskiy is my name." the young male answered her, wondering why she had thought he were someone else. She had probably heard of another new student from someone else at the academy.
He walked into the front desk and stood behind Dmitri, waiting for his turn when he heard his name being spoken by the lady. After Dmitri introduced himself, Pyotr raised his hand politely behind Dmitri's shoulder and looked at the lady. "Actually I am Pyotr Nováček, Mrs."
"Ahh yes yes, sorry for the mix up!" She smiled at the two boys before adjusting her glasses and turning to the screen of her laptop. "Lets see now... Ah here we are." As she did this Dmitri took a glance back and immediately his mind flashed to the memories of his plane ride here. "Fancy meeting you here... suppose we could have shared a cab if i knew you'd be coming here." Dmitri chuckled as he gazed at Pyotr's familiar face, having met him on the plane.
He had met this guy in the plane, but he'd never asked his name. "Wow, are- are you an elemental, too? You're right, had we known, things would've been much easier," he conceded and smiled warmly, "Well, now we know our names, I suppose." He stepped forward to stand besides Dmitri and was about to say something else, but the lady interrupted them, "So. Welcome both to the academy; due to your rather synchronized check-in, you have both been assigned to Dorm 22."
Dmitri had adjusted his stance, now facing Pyotr, before speaking in a playful tone. "Wanna go get lost together? Or should we go our separate ways and see who can make it there first?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. He hadn't talked much to the other male but, from what he could tell, he was rather nice. From first glance he could also tell that the boy wasn't to bad looking either, a mixture of adorable and hot
He nodded in agreement as he walked over to the door and opened it. "Lets hope we don't get to lost and never make it to the door. We'd have to take shelter in one of the classrooms or even in the open hallways." He waited with the door open but, before he could gesture for Pyotr to head out first, the women at the desk spoke up. "Oh wait! Don't forget your keys to the dorm." She spoke and Dmitri look at the other elemental asking for him to also grab his own copy of the key, not exactly putting the thoughts into words, more like asking with his eye's.
Understanding Dmitri's tacit message, his tight-lipped smile tugged at one side, "Sure," he replied and took both copies from the lady and thanked her quietly before walking towards the door, "But, I am not giving them to you unless you meet two conditions."
He smirked daredevilishly, "First, I am going to be the gentleman, so you go through the door first. Second, you need to buy me a drink in the bar that I saw two minutes away on the way here." Pyotr conditioned, and somehow, the latter condition wasn't flirtatious at all, but rather in a bro-to-bro way.
"Hmmmmm..." Dmitri hummed, going quiet for a few minutes as if he were actually thinking it over. "I guess if i wanna get my dorm key i'll have to do what you say." He smiled before walking through the door. "I hope you mean after we drop our stuff off at the dorm for those drinks though, not sure i wanna head to a bar with my suitcase." Dmitri voiced while pulling out his wallet and making sure his fake ID was in there, sighing in relief once he saw the card.
He snorted when he saw Dmitri's action, "Ha. I actually thought you would be pf age to drink. And of course, we'd lesve our suitcases first. Much more practical." Pyotr reasoned as they got to the Dorm's room and he used the keys to open the door. "Where are you from?"
"Wait..." Dmitri voiced while walking into the room along with Pyotr. "Your not old enough to drink either?" He asked while a smile planted on his face. "And here i was thinking you were a lot older than me." Dmitri chuckled before letting his eye wander around the room. "Seems cozy don't you think? Wonder where are rooms are."
"I think it's that one?" He pointed at a room in the corner that had a sticky note pasted to the door which read, 'Room for new guy(s)'. "Should we go in?" Pyotr offered, and walked towards it, not really waiting for an answer from Dmitri.
Dmitri followed closely behind Pyotr, examining the dorm as they walked towards their room. "Were going to share a room?" He asked curiously. Not that he would mind but, he did hardly know this boy and it would be a drag if he turned out to be some type of serial killer. At the thought of this Dmitri let out a small chuckle, hoping the other boy would just let it slide and not ask about it.
"It certainly looks like we are, he shrugged as he entered the room and noticed a bunk bed on the corner, "Dibs on the top bunk." He grinned before looking around and appreciating his new, albeit shared, room.
Dmitri slightly winced at the idea of sharing a room with someone else. Not that he didn't like this Pyotr character but, Dmitri had his own problem he had to sort through and having a roomate was going to make that just slighty more harder. "Sounds like an intresting experience." Dmitri forced out before walking more into the room and tossing his suitcase onto the bed. "It's nice... very roomy."
"Nah," he clarified, "I'm your roomie. Much to my dismay, I might add, but st least its twice as big as what I've heard normal rooms are. He got out a small candy from his pocket and popped it in his mouth and turning to face Dmitri. "You want one?"
He watched as Pyotr as had throw the candy in his mouth, wondering which kind it was. "Nahh i'm good." The fire elemental answered before letting his eye's wander around the room. "Should we get goinf then?" He asked as his sight finally focused back onto Pyotr.
"Yeah, we should. And by the way, if you are gonna be my roommate you should see me eating small candies fairly regularly. I've got hypoglycemia so I have to rely on other sugars." He shrugged. "So then, how are we going to get there, again?"
He glanced down at the boys pocket, wondering how many candies he could possible fit in there. After being silent for a few seconds Dmitri looked up at Pyotr's face. "Uhmmm, Another cab?" He suggested, not sure how else they'd get there.
He wiggled his eyebrows and crossed his arms, "or we could always go outside the academy and then pyroport to in front of the bar. Would help me practice my powers. Or you, if your element includes teleportation, too"
His lips tugged at the corner. "My element is also fire actually... although, i'm not quite used to them yet." Dmitri admitted, a little embarrased to do so. "I think i can manage a little teleporting though."
Pyotr yawned, "Yeah, well, I haven't fully developed my powers either. That is why I like practicing them. Either way..." he gulped, ashamed of having to come clean about his powers, too, and continued "Shall we get going?" He put his elbow up in a groom-fashion and his forearms muscles tensed.
A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he looped his arm into Pyotr's. "We shall, though can we wait to get outside before trying any telepotation... don't wanna burn down our new room." He sheepishly asked.
"That is ther last thing I would like to do, although pyroportation id dupposed to ensure nothing burns apsrt from the user. However, keeping in mind our, uh, lack of experience with our fire abilities, I would dare commend you for your suggestion." With that said, he started walking outside with Dmitri still in his arm.
He followed next to Pyotr, easily keeping up with his pace. "So, do you have any siblings pyotr?" Dmitri asked as they headed towards the front of the school, dreading the idea of having to use his powers and losing control.
Dmitri put on a fake shocked expression. "Oh no, not the Pastries!" He exclaimed, a small chuckle escaping his lips afterwards. "A small price to pay for the trust and confidants part i suppose." Dmitri joking voiced.
"Now, pastries will never be a small price," he grinned and giggled, "But they are a fair share for the support they offer. Do you have someone to support you?" Pyotr looked at the small of Dmitri's back and turned around before he could see enough to get on.
He thought about the question for a few moments. He used to have people to support him but, they weren't around anymore - he wasn't gonna turn the good time he and Pyotr were having into a gloomy one though. "No siblings but, me and my parents are very close." He lied, his parents weren't even in the picture.
"Well, that's good isn't it?" Pyotr let his hand fall around Dmitri's back so that it now was around his waist absentmindedly, "At least you can talk to someone. And I know that I have just met you, but we are going to live together after all, so you can always talk to me about anything."
The words rang in his head for a few moments before he gave Pyotr a small smile. "Thanks, glad i have such a nice new roommate." Dmitri voiced, only slightly noticing Pyotr's hand now around his waist, liking the feeling. "Same goes for you. If you need someone to talk to, i'm here."
"Gosh I sound so cheesy. I swear I am normally not this touchy," he chuckled nervously and retractes his hand from Dmitri's waist as soon as he consciously noticed it was there. He tried to bring humour into it, "It's just that you are quite... distracting." He smirked before he noticed that they were now outside the school building.
"Umm...Thank you." Dmitri answered, a light blush now creeping onto his cheeks and his gaze now fixed on anything else other than Pyotr. "Looks like we made it outside." He voiced, still trying to avoid Pyotr's eyes.
Dangit. Had Dmitri taken it seriously? Was he now uncomfortable? Regardless of this, Pyotr felt his knees wobble at the sight of Dmitri's cheeks flashing pink and his eyes avoiding Pyotr's. It was adorable. "We did. Now take my hand," he instructed firmly, but politely.
His gaze fell to Pyotr's hand, his blush finally fading and his eyes just examining his hand for a moment. After a few seconds, he finally slipped his hand into the other male's and let his gaze trail up to Pyotr. "Be warned, we might show up at the bar naked, reason being i'v burned our clothes to a crisp." Dmitri chuckled.
Pyotr chuckled like crazy before gently and affectionately tapping Dmitri's nose with his other hand's index finger as he spoke up, his eyes fixed onto the other males', "And yet I still wouldn't have it any other way."
He could feel another blush coming along, not at Pyotr's word but, at the thought of him without clothes. Of course, to avoid Pyotr thinking Dmitri was a blushing maniac, the young male stopped it from coming. "Shall we then?"
"Sure. One, two, three!" And so they were now just outside the bar, except that the left side of Pyotr's shirt had been burnt and somewhat blackened. "Ugh. It's not that big a difference." He said, and it was mostly true, as the hole left in it only left to the eye part of his chest and side.
Dmitri glanced over at Pyotr's shirt and bit his lower lip at the sight of his bare skin. It wasn't until he looked down the he noticed his clothes was also burnt. "Dam it..." He mummbled to himself as he noticed his shirt was also burnt, at the bottom right corner and his left shoe also had ashes on it.
Pyotr chuckled, "It's okay. It's not the burnt. It even looks hipsterish," he tried to stay positive. "People won't even notice, so let's just get inside and forget about this with some good Irish beer. You game?"
His gaze stay fixed on his clothes for a moment, almost as if he were waiting for them to set ablaze. When they didn't though, Dmitri looked over to Pyotr and nodded his head. "Sounds good, though, we probably shouldn't try teleporting again if were gonna be drinking." He voiced, taking a small pause. "Would probably burn all my clothes and the hair off my body." Dmitri laughed.
"Good choice." Dmitri answered while following Pyotr. Upon watching the other male, Dmitri was surprise at how naturally he went about it - though the bartender was already giving them some strange looks. "Here you go." He voiced while sliding his ID over the counter. "You probably should have show him your ID first." A light chuckle escaped his lips after saying this.
"And I would have, had it not burnt off when we pyro-travelled here," he replied, laughing as he shook his head, "either way, I heard the people here aren't really fussy about ages and stuff. Lets hope they're right."
By now, he was drunk off his butt, with a Texas Hold'Em playing card pasted on his forehead with booze as his lips parted wide open in genuine laughter about a stupid joke the stupidly attractive bartender had just said. He turned to Dmitri, his speech slurred, "Isn't he like, the best?"
He too was drunk from the many drink they had taken, his laughs matching Pyotr's. Though Dmitri was try to catch Pyotr's attention, quiet drunkingly jealous of the attractive bartender. "I would say so, though am i not the best too." He grinned. He wasn't normally like this but, he was drunk
"Of course you are. Hey, let's cheer for you, mate. C'mon," he raised his vodka shot in the air, gesturing Dmitri to follow suit. He continued chuckling as he absentmindedly placed his free hand on Dmitri's thigh.
He grinned madly as he lifted up his drink, following Pyotr just as expected. Soon his glass was in the air next to the the other males and with a clink, Dmitri cheered. "To us, may complete strange become best friends after a few drinks." He chuckled before downing the liquid, somewhat not even remembering what he had just said.