They had been friends for some years now. They could have been considered childhood friends if they interacted with each other back then. But since the beginning, one was in a completely different league than the other. He was always an outgoing kid. Always outside playing a sport and making friends. And as they got older, nothing changed. The two of them were just destined for different things.

Until college, where they became roommates.

He was now a star football player, of course he was, and probably the most well known person on campus. While the other was the complete opposite. But he didn't treat him any differently than he used to. He would poke fun at him still, calling him a 'good-for-nothing hermit'. A bit more hurtful than calling him a 'nerd' like he usually did but he still meant it in the same playful way. Besides the name calling, he would never mistreat him. Because even if he would never say it to his face, he considered him a good friend.

Maybe even more than a friend.

Even after all that, he still found himself at his mercy and at the center of his weird fantasies. It was a bet. A stupid bet. One that was obviously fixed in his favor. If he was being honest, he didn't think he would take it. And it did take some convincing (provoking) but all and all it's worked out in his favor.

He smirked at his form, unashamedly looking him up and down. A part of him couldn't believe this was the same sniffling nerd that used to back talk to him when they were kids. Then again, he looked just as pathetic now as he did then. A hell of a lot more attractive though, damn he looked good in a skirt.

"What are you pouting for? You look good." he teased, playfully lifting up the edge of his skirt. "How am I supposed to give it my all out there when you're looking at me like that?"

"Cmon, it's not that bad. It actually compliments your figure if anything. Annnd you lost fair and square so smile a little, would you?"