Chapter 2: Unpacking
They laughed and joked about various topics, ranging from college life to their personal experiences growing up. The atmosphere became increasingly charged with sexual tension, neither wanting to admit or acknowledge it. Yet, they both knew it was there, simmering beneath the surface.Finally, after several hours of chatting and getting acquainted, Mateo and Garrett turned their focus toward unpacking their boxes. Both had arrived early enough to secure prime real estate within the room, leaving plenty of space between their beds. However, as they sorted through clothes, books, and other essentials, their paths kept crossing, bringing them closer than ever before.
Mateo walked over to where Garrett was hunched over unpacking a box. As he drew closer, he could make out the words "Fruit of the Loom" imprinted onto the elastic band. Surprised, but still unsure whether to say anything or leave it alone, Mateo tried to act casual.
"Oh wow! That must be your favorite brand then," he managed to blurt out, hoping to sound natural instead of prying.
Unfazed, Garrett simply nodded, laughing slightly at the observation. "It isn't exactly my favorite, but I do prefer Fruit of the Loom because they provide great quality at affordable prices."
The silence in the room stretched longer than usual, and despite Mateo's best efforts to ignore the elephant in the room, his eyes couldn't help but return to the distinctive label repeatedly.
Something told him that perhaps, just maybe, this wasn't such a random coincidence after all. Could it be possible that Garrett had chosen this specific underwear with intention? Curiosity piqued, Mateo mulled over different scenarios, but none offered any concrete answers. Still, he knew that now was not the right moment to confront Garrett about it. Instead, he focused on completing his own tasks, occasionally glancing at Garrett's direction to observe his movements.