(if you've gotten this far into my book, you're halfway through! thanks for sticking with me :) so as a little reward, we get a first person POV (ness') AND a flashback. it's the least i can do <3 sotc is little dark age by mgmt. happy reading!!)
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(this is Ness' fit ^^ all my fits are from pinterest btw!)
Ness's POV
Alec slept in my room that night.
Not in that sense, but in the most innocent meaning of the phrase. I think he knew I needed to be close to him, because I was feeling shitty and vulnerable, and he got it.
Being close to him made me feel safe, and happy, and I never felt trapped, or suffocated when his arms were around me. It just felt safe.
Comforting.
It felt like Alec, and that was all I needed it to feel like, because he was enough. He'd always be enough, just being himself, though Heaven knows he'd never see it. It drove me insane that he hated himself, because I saw nothing to hate in him.
He meant the world to me, but I didn't know how to put it into words.
Sunlight streamed through my flimsy curtains, blinding me and I rubbed my eyes the way I always did when I was trying to process the morning. When I finally dragged them open, I flicked my gaze across to Alec who was practically knocked out beside me.
He looked like an angel when he slept. All of the stress and worry left his face, and he looked safe, peaceful, happy. And it made me feel like that too.
I resisted the temptation to wrap myself in his arms and stay there for the rest of eternity, which I knew he would be quite happy with too, and threw the duvet off me, smothering him with it.
"Hey!" he protested; his voice muffled with the duvet. I scoffed.
"Loser."
He flung the duvet at me, but I caught it with a laugh, the heavy cotton almost knocking me over. He sat up and I couldn't help but look at him.
The man honestly was built like a God.
He tugged at his t-shirt that had rolled up, showing off his abs. He was doing it deliberately, I knew he was. He glanced over at me and winked.
"Take a picture, it would last longer" he smirked, and I threw my pillow at him.
"That's such a gross thing to say Alec" I said, shaking my head. "So ...Jace of you, to be honest."
He wrinkled his nose in disgust, making it plain what he thought of that idea.
Oh well, I was screwing around with Jace, not him.
