Prophecy ~ Lams (COMPLETED)

Chapter 24: A Whole Lotta Gay Panic

Alternate title: Smexy Lams Content That'll Make you Say Yes to This

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ALEX POV

Maria stopped me in the middle of hallway.

"The prefect's bathroom is the fourth door to the left of the statue of Boris the Bewildered on the fifth floor. The password is 'cool mint'. You said you wanted to make a move? There you go." She gave me a suggestive wink before walking away.

That was abrupt. But I had been wanting to make a move... I just had to make sure John was ok with it, I wanted to be the best boyfriend. I smiled at the thought of being John's boyfriend, like every other time I thought about it. Alexander, you got this.

"Hey, Mi Principe." I snuck behind John, using the nickname I had given him. My prince.

John giggled. "Hey Lexi! What's up?"

Here goes nothing. "Um, so, Maria just happened to tell me the password to the prefect bathroom if you wanna go after school..." I babbled, mentally smacking myself in the head.

His face lit up. "You're making a move?"

"Heh heh, yeah, If you're ok with it. I don't wanna rush you into anything-"

"Hey, Lex, I want to go. I'll see you then, ok?" John patted my head reassuringly, blushing a little. He ran off down the hallway, and then he came back.

"Where's the prefect's bathroom?" He asked, breathing hard. I laughed and kissed him on the cheek, whispering the location in his ear. 

"Ok. I'll meet you there at 10:15."

I was deathly afraid of what would or wouldn't happen. I had never felt this way with anyone, not even for that brief period with Eliza. John was the one for me. I liked him a lot, and wanted him to know that.

I paced around the Slytherin common room after classes that Thursday at 9:45 pm. Maria was trying to give me a pep talk.

"Alex, come on! If you don't wanna have sex with him, then don't! John's not the kind of person to force you to do something that you don't want to do," She said. She rested her chin on her hands, with her elbows on a table.

"Maria this was a terrible idea. Why did you give me this idea?"

"Hey, you wanted to make a move. I just supplied it." I groaned.

"Eliza and John are probably having this same conversation too! More awkwardly, knowing them, but still! He's freaking out nonetheless."

"Are we gonna be naked? Or just sit at the edge of the bathtub? What does the bathroom even look like?"

"Oh, the atmosphere's great for a sexy mood." The smirk was present in her voice. 

"I don't even want to know how you know that."

"Literally every other prefect takes their significant other into that bathroom to 'do things'." She stated. "Peggy and I-"

"Ok, I'm leaving now!"

"Don't forget to be safe!" She called.

"Fuck you!" I retorted.

"No, fuck John!" She had me there.

I had to evade Filch's wrath multiple times, but I was finally able to make it to the fifth floor. I was wearing my pajama pants and a t-shirt, because these were the only decent clothes I had besides my school robes. I had promptly discarded all my other pants (Though there were few), leaving me with a assload of shirts and underwear, but no pants except for a few pairs of pajamas. When was I wearing regular clothes anyway? 

John suddenly appeared in front of me, making my heart skip a beat. Not just because he had scared me, but because he looked amazing.

He had pajamas on, just like I did, but my french-fry body was nothing compared to his toned and muscled figure. I felt the sudden need to drool.

His shirt had a turtle on it -of course- and his sweatpants were a soft emerald green. His eyes were bright and his lips were extra shiny...

"Are you wearing lip gloss?"

"Yes...? Why? Do you not like it? Crap." He started to wipe it off, but I grabbed his hand.

"No, mi Principe, I love it." I loved him.

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The bathroom was that of a grand palace. Everything, from floor to ceiling, was made of polished marble. Even the sinks and the pool-like bathtub.

"Damn," I murmured.

"Yea." 

"As you can clearly see, I had no idea what to wear." I looked down at my PJ's. He smiled.

"As you can see, same." He glanced at his own attire. We both laughed.

He took off his shoes and socks, dipping his feet in the water. He sat at the edge of the bathtub, looking at the intricate stained-glass mermaid. She stared back.

I sat down next to him, taking off my foot wear and stretching my toes, submersing them in the warm liquid.

"Well, you look good in literally anything, so I don't mind," I said lazily, moving my right foot to touch his left.

"Really?"

"Yea," I said, blushing a little bit. I decided that I was going to be the first one in the water. I stood up and stripped down to my boxers, jumping into the bathtub as fast as I could. I didn't like it when people saw my scars.

"Lex, don't splash me!" He said, wringing out the bottom of his t-shirt, which was now soaking wet and sticking to his skin. Oh hot damn.

"Come in, then!" I exclaimed, splashing him again. "You'd be surprised by how deep it is."

"Fine, If you insist." I was feeling lightheaded as he took off his shirt and pants, then joining me in the water.

"What do these faucets do?" He said, swimming over to the four spouts that stuck out of the wall, right below the mermaid. I was too busy staring at his abs to hear him say anything.

"w-what?"

"Faucets?"

"Oh, Maria said that they produce different kinds of bubble bath soap." I'd never seen this kind of luxury in my life; it was phenomenal.

"mmm, ok." John chose the third one an citrus scented bubbles floated out of the faucet. the water turned soapy, and mountains of orange tinted bubbles started to form.

"I haven't seen bubbles in a while." I brought my hand down on a bubble hill, and brought it up again. the bubbles formed stiff peaks in the palm of my hand. "I last time I remember seeing bubbled is when Mother gave James and I a bubble bath," I said, it slipping from my mind that John had no idea who James was. 

"James? Is that your brother?" 

It suddenly became apparent to me just how deep the bathtub was. My arms and legs felt heavy and I could no longer see over the soapy mountain range. I felt my mouth go under, but there was nothing I could do to stop it. I was useless. I was nothing. I would be back with my family if I just went a little farther...

Two hands connected to some really big arms pulled me out of the water and my trance, And then I was staring at different pools. Two hazel colored pools.

"Alex, are you ok? Did I say the wrong thing? Were you going to... kill yourself?" Worry was sewn in John's voice. I could form no words, but there were a million things I wanted to say.

"Lexi?" I shook my head violently, tears welling up in my eyes. I pulled myself closer to him and he walked us over to the edge of the bathtub, making a valley between the mountains.

We sat together, me silently crying into his shoulder without saying a word. As he traced the line strewn across my back, I wondered why I was like this. And I wondered why he liked someone like me.