𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜

𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕣- 𝕢𝕦𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕥𝕪'𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘

"i love you, y/n."

your breath caught in your throat.

"come here." you spoke quietly. he stepped closer to you, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. before you could process what you were doing, your palm landed on his cheek, your lips on his right after. he stood stunned for a second, before leaning into your touch. your cold hand caressed the burning red mark on his face. you stayed like that for a while, just getting lost in eachother. it felt so good to be with him again. it was like you completely forgot how his touch felt, and now that you had gotten it back, you never wanted to lose it again.

alex pulled away from you, heavy breath landing on your neck. his hands on your shoulders had slipped down to your waist and held you tight. you felt his heart racing against yours, although you were sure yours was faster.

"y/n, i... please dont ever leave me again." his hushed whisper tickled your shoulder, where his head laid.

"right back at you, tonto de culo." he chuckled loudly.

"i missed this, y/n. i was a complete idiot. i hurt you so much."

"i think we hurt each other just as much as the other did. come lay with me, i dont want to sit anymore."

scooching over, you pulled him under the blanket and put your head in his chest.

"so, what about that puta of yours? whats her name again? ah whatever, the clout chaser, i mean." you mumbled.

"woah, where'd you pull the swears out of? your culo?" he laughed and kissed your nose.

"whatever. answer the question."

"i uhm, i broke up with her as soon i heard you were in the hospital. she was nothing compared to you. i promise. i hadnt even met her in real life."

you couldnt help but burst out laughing.

"you were really that desperate? that's hilarious, alex."

"hey, dont laugh at me!" he kissed you a couple of times to shut you up.

it felt like no time had passed when niki, wilbur and tommy burst through the door to see you in alex's arms, him staring lovingly at you. wilbur crossed his arms.

"so you two finally made up? thank god. i'm tired of dealing with your bullshit. i love y/n, i really do, but you two are actual fucking hell goblins sometimes."

"here, we'll leave the food on the chair. we should head home, wilbur. shouldnt we?" niki placed the lukewarm mcdonalds down in the chair beside your cot. he sighed, then nodded.

"let's go, tommy. we'll see her tomorrow."

"you do anything to y/n, and i will fucking destroy you." the younger boy hissed icily at alex. he wasnt gonna do anything to you, but he knew that if he did, he wasnt gonna make it out alive.

the trio exited the room, niki smiling warmly at the image of your face snuggled up to his chest.

"finally, they're gone. we can eat in peace now." you spoke.

it was a few days after your release from the hospital. you still had to take beta blockers and a few other pills to keep your condition in check, of course. you also had to keep your stress level to a minimum. that would be easier now; with you and alex getting along and all. niki, wilbur and tommy all left to their respective homes, not after a long goodbye, of course. alex was scheduled to leave in a week.

"Hey y/n, Where the hell are the pots? Ayy, how do you live in here, chica?"

"I live perfectly fine. The only reason you dont know where the pots are is because you dont put them where they belong, dumbass." you walk up behind him, giving him a kiss on the cheek and pointing to the cupboard beside the sink. walking off, you pick up where you left off.

"Anyway, i was thinking of putting pastel pink towels in the bathroom to match the yellow ones, but white ones could also work. I don't know, it's my mom's house, not mine. Why is she asking me for help right after i- alex? alex, are you okay?" you drop what you're doing and walk back to the kitchen. he's standing there with the pot in his hand, seemingly contemplating something.

"alex, baby, are you alright?" you put a hand on his shoulder. setting the pot down, he turns around, holding your hands in his. they were sorta clammy, like he was extremely nervous.

"why dont you go with me?"

"what?"

"i mean like, to- to mexico. come live with me, y/n. there'll be less distance between us, we'll get to see eachother every day, i'll find you a job, you could bring your cat-"

"okay."

"what? just like that? i didnt expect you to agree."

"do you not want me to go?"

"no, no, thats not what i meant. i just hadnt thought it through."

"i have. i'll pack up, the house will go to someone else, my parent dont really care where i live so that's solved, i'll bring my necessities and streaming equipment and stuff, we'll figure it out."

before you could get another word in, his lips crashed into yours.

"you're fucking amazing, y/n. i love you." he panted as you two parted.

"i love you too."

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