what's mine ~ alex turner 1

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"where you off?" i heard alex ask from the sofa, muting the tv so his full attention was on me

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"where you off?" i heard alex ask from the sofa, muting the tv so his full attention was on me. "going out with the girls. i'll be back in a few hours, okay?" i smiled, as he walked over to me, his eyes scanning over my body, clearly what i was wearing more than anything. he sighed, his eyes now meeting mine. "be safe, yeah love?" he made me promise. "of course. i won't be back too late." i reassured, planting a kiss on his lips before leaving the house.

11:37pm-
alex decided to wait up for my return, clearly needing to see me home in one piece. "y/n? is that you?" he grumbled, half asleep as he heard the front door being shut. i walked into the living room, smiling at him. "surprised you didn't go to bed." i chuckled, as he rubbed his eyes. "come on." i held my hands out for him, which he gladly accepted, getting up and wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "d'you 'av a good time?" he asked, smiling down at me. i nodded, leaning into his body, as we made our way up to our room. i was taking my makeup off in our room, when i felt alex's presence. "what's wrong with you?" i asked, turning to face the man, who was stood leaning against the door frame, with his toothbrush hanging out of his mouth. "nowt, i was just admiring what's mine." he smirked, leaving the room again. i smiled to myself at his usual cocky behaviour, repeating his words in my mind over. 'what's mine.' was the only thing i was thinking about. alex had never spoken like that before, and his possessive behaviour made me somewhat happy and at ease almost. "thinking about me, sweetheart?" he piped up as he entered the room once again. "'what's mine', huh?" i smirked turning to face him. he grinned. "well you are mine." he started as i climbed into bed. "no one's getting their hands on you now, you're stuck with me." he smirked, leaning forward to connect our lips in a passionate but also rough kiss. when we pulled away, alex was still smirking. "good night, my love." he hummed, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling my body against his.

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