After 200 Years. [Discontinued]

Chapter III: My angel

Yayy, fluff chapter!
(The Magenta Merman: Thomas Pov)

After we had sat there on the sand snuggling for what felt like hours, the angel had convinced me to try walking on the legs I had gained through the necklace he had given me multiple centuries ago. I tripped multiple times at first, but he helped me get through it. Now I can walk fine, but the angel insists that he holds my hand, just incase. I know that's not why he's holding it, I chuckle to myself looking at him. That earns me a quick glance from him but he turns red and looks away when he notices that I was looking at him too. Cute. Wait what? No. I don't even know his name. But then again, I've felt a connection between us ever since we met, like we belong together, but I need to know his name.
Angel dude stops, tightening his grip on my hand (which I don't mind as his skin is super soft). "Surely you know alot about the angel clan and what we're capable of right, Thomas?" He looks at me with a smirk plastered onto his face. "What are you getting at?" I tilt my head genuinely confused by this guy's question. "Do merpeople not know that we can read minds?" He chuckles.
  I can feel my face go extremely hot as I just stare at him in surprise. "Well merpeople are talented aswell Mr.Angel. " I spat, not being able to live with the fact that people are better than me. He grins and pulls me into a side hug, continuing to walk. "Alexander Hamilton."
   "What?" I ask, considering that he just said some random name out of nowhe- oh.
"My name is Alexander, mon amour, you don't catch on very quickly do you?"
  "I guess not" I chuckle.
We come to a halt and Alexander drags me inside one of those land buildings. He begins speaking to some woman behind a table, they exchange laughs and keep talking. I feel something rise in my chest, a feeling I've never experienced before, but I give and put my arms around Alexander's waist, who then smiled up at me. "Well, gooday ma'am!" He shouts before taking me up a flight of stairs.
  That feeling in my chest is still there...It's almost as if I felt Alex was being taken away from me. He passes through a door shutting it behind him.
  "Someone's jealous huh?" He smirks at me.  Shit, I forgot he could read minds. "It's cuter when you forget, Thomas" He says into my ear. I can feel his hot breath on my skin as he does so, sending a tingling sensation through my body. He lays me down on a king sized bed, climbing in beside me. Bed? With the angel!? BEST DAY EVER! I see him blush slightly. Oh right, he can read my mind. I'm embarrassed, sitting there with my arms glued to my side staring up at the ceiling. I like this more than home already..I think to myself. And to that, the angel, no, My angel, wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me towards him. I'm almost ontop of him now. The bundle of sunshine buries his head into the crook of my neck, snoring lightly, causing me to go into gay panic mode. I hug him back, resting my chin on his head. This isn't bad at all.