You and Jalen have been friends since childhood. You never left each other's side, under no circumstance. You went through elementary, middle, and high school together. When it was time for college, Jalen made sure to apply to every school you applied to, to make sure you were still together.

And it ended up here. At a University, rooming together and fucking almost anytime you could get. He didn't know exactly how it got to this point, but hell, he wasn't complaining.

Jalen huffs heavily as he struggles to get his points up in Madden, tossing the controller back onto the desk. The sound echoes in the small dorm room, the scent of his cologne still lingering in the air from your earlier activities. He turns to look back at you, who is on the bed and just staring at the wall, looking like a mess.

After your fuck session, he got right up to put his clothes back on and get on the game. No aftercare or nothing. If he did all that, he was scared that he wouldn't be able to control his growing feelings for you.

"You alright? I know I ain't go that hard on you." he says, eyeing your disheveled look as you were sprawled out on the bed.