False Confidence

New Roomate

Azriel Huang

"Why is your car parked in my garage space."

"I must've gotten it mixed up." Wren murmured, paying more attention to his phone as he occasionally huffed a chuckle and put on a soft smirk. Probably texting one out of the the 50 girls he's seeing. An over exaggeration but he was known for sleeping around quite a bit.

"Can you move it?" I scoffed, rolling my eyes at his distracted state. He sat up in the bed in a pair of black sweatpants and a maroon hoodie, his black wavy hair damp from a shower, casually slicked back to dry. Wren was thankfully placed in a guest room on the opposite side of the house, far from where I slept. Which meant we hadn't interacted a lot since the three days he'd been here.

Wren glanced up from his phone, the charismatic smile dropping into a slight frown. He didn't respond, only reaching into his bedside table.

"You do it." He said simply, tossing me keys as he pulled back from the nightstand, I outright glared at him while clutching the keys in my hand, he only responded with smile that oozed of mock innocence. Wren looked near ridiculous trying to pull his fierce looking eyes into those of a doe.

"Don't put it past me if I crash it." I crooned, jangling the keys on a raised finger. Wren's eyebrows twitched with weak smirk, as if to say, 'You wouldn't.'

I only taunted him with a tilt of my head, making sure I looked as suspicious as possible creeping away from his opened door. As soon as I was out of sight, I dashed down the stairs and down the halls, hearing the mattress creak and a pair of feet running up behind me. Knowing the house much better, I was there in no time, sprinting to his car while clicking the unlock button. The vehicle made a satisfying beep as I slid into the driver's seat with ease.

"Out." Wren demanded, the command letting a slight rasp punctuate the word. He came just after I had locked the car door, bracing himself against the ledge of the window.

"The whole alpha command thing doesn't work on other alphas." I reminded sweetly, sticking out my tongue at him.

"I'll move the car, just get out." He sighed, not taking my very real threat seriously. I furrowed my eyebrows, lurching the car back a smidge, almost hitting the closed garage door.

"Not funny." Wren hissed, tugging on the handle to the car door. I shot him a grin, getting out of the vehicle as relief flooded his storm like eyes.

"Go ahead and park my car for me, keys on the counter."

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"Please stay in your room for the next two hours."

"Why?" Wren questioned, sipping from a can of soda on the countertop, frequently turning the high top chairs like a child.

"It's my house, just do it." I muttered, although loud enough for him to hear.

"Just a few hours ago you were about ready to crash my car, why should I do you a favor." He rumbled with a scornful look, his question sounding more like a command than anything. Which continued to piss me off endlessly.

"Please." I weakly pleaded, bruising my ego in the process. Wren only smiled at that, his scowl easily slipping into an expression of triumph.

"...Will do, but you have to tell me why." Wren demanded with a soft chuckle, resting his chin in the palm of his hand. I rolled my eyes, debating on if I should speak the truth.

"Alex is coming over and I don't want to explain why you're here." I answered honestly, motioning for him to get to his room already. Wren's smile faltered for a second before becoming sharp, his canine lengthening only by a bit.