I got under the covers naked, curled into a ball, while he finished showering. My emotions were getting the best of me so I turned towards the wall to hide my face from Corey when he exited the bathroom. It wasn't time for bed yet, but I was going to pretend to be sleepy so I wouldn't have to explain myself.
The door to the bathroom opened ten minutes later and I heard Corey's footsteps as he crossed our small dorm room. Usually he'd stop at his dresser and grab some shorts, but I heard him plop down on his bed instead. I knew he was naked or possibly wrapped in a towel, but didn't want to look because he might notice I was upset.
"You sleepy already?"
"Need to close my eyes for a bit. You can play a game or watch TV I don't mind."
"Is something wrong you sound upset?"
My voice had a way of conveying my emotions no matter how hard I'd try to suppress it. Corey was always quick to pick up on this, so he knew when something was wrong no matter how hard I tried to pretend everything was fine.
"Nothing is wrong just a bit tired. I'll be good as new in a bit."
"You do this every time you're upset, Robby. What's wrong?" He sounded irritated at me which just made everything worse. I knew from talking with other guys how much men hated girls getting emotional. Here I was emotional about my straight roommate just because I wouldn't get to suck his dick again.
"We just shared something amazing, but you said it's over. I don't want it to be over." My voice quivered in response to him.
"You'll be with Brandon in a few days and forget all about this."
"I doubt it."