Lavender sweet. || Milex.

7

A/n: once again, nonsense (if there's mistakes I'll fix those..eventually)
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Time went really slow these days, Alex dreaded waking up and laying around his flat all day, he hated it, watching television, or reading books were no help either, nothing seemed to catch his attention, except Miles. Everything he did, Alex was interested in, even when he talked complete nonsense after smoking a spliff, or even if he was just reading out instructions to putting together a bed frame.

"Miles, you know how people talk up moving somewhere else like it's going to be better than where they're at, like something is going to change? But what if it's all in your head and..and it's exactly the same, you just want to believe something is different, that you feel different. I get moving out of a toxic household and feeling better after leaving, but moving somewhere like New York? That's a bit like getting new furniture for your flat, only it costs more."
"So what you're saying is, moving someplace else doesn't change you, the place you're at isn't the tar pit, it's you?"
"Mm, yeah, like that, but who knows, maybe I'm wrong, just something to think about"
"I think you've definitely got something there, not sure what it is entirely, but it's there, you've got a lot on your mind haven't you Al?"
"Most of the time, yes, but it's been a bit foggy lately, like it's not running properly, on and off"
"I've noticed you haven't been designing or painting lately, you alright?"
"Yeah, just art block I suppose..-I didn't think you noticed, I didn't even notice and it's my job, how do I fix this.."
"Mm..maybe experiment a bit with different styles, might inspire you to work on a new piece, just don't force anything, it's a waste of time if you're just going to hate it in the end"
"I don't think it's said as often as it should, but Miles, I appreciate you and everything you do, thank you for simply existing."
"Oh uhm..well I'm not sure what to say- thank you," when Alex saw the soft blush of Miles' cheeks, he knew he had won, as it was a very difficult task to make Miles Kane blush.

If it were possible, I'd kiss every eyelash of yours, and if you'd allow it, I'd hold you close and tell you how absolutely stunning you are, my sweet star, my love for you is deathless.