Lams And Enjoltaire Oneshots

Soft Yearning- Lams

"Now-" He stated, "-I'll be back in a second," He said with a small smile. Alexander and I just came back from a walk around the forest that surrounded the camp. It was nice to get out of our small cabin every now and again. He ran into the bathroom as I sat on his lower bunk.

A small smile crept onto my lips. His little run was so cute-

'No. No, it's not. It's a perfectly normal run that is not looked at by a friend. That, or anything, about Alexander is cute'

Despite saying these things, I knew I'd never believe them. This had been happening a lot, I thought certain things about Alexander that no man should ever think about his friend. I don't know why they shouldn't, but we just shouldn't.

It's not like this was the first time this has happened. I scared all of them away, I couldn't lose Alex. I'd be lost without him. And it wasn't fair to him that I had these thoughts. He was and always will be attracted to women, that's just the way it is. And I had Martha, a woman I never wanted to marry with a kid I never wanted. How great.

Alex didn't know I cried at night because of him. He didn't know of the battling feud in my heart that never wavers. He didn't know of my urge to hold him, kiss him, and never let go. I didn't understand why the people of this world keep us apart. Why can't I just love hi-

"John? Why are you crying?" Alexander's urgent voice, yanked me out of my thoughts.

"Oh, oh it's nothing, don't worry about it." I tried to laugh, to cover the tears, but it came out as a sob. Alex's diamond eyes washed over with worry as he sat next to me on the small bed. He carefully placed his head on my shoulder, his small, warm hand wrapped around mine, as my sobs echoed through the small room.

"My dear, what's the matter? Is there anything I can do?" He asked softly, looking into my eyes. His violet orbs stared into my soul, making my sobs louder as I shoved my face into my hands. His hand just ran up and down my back, comforting me. But at the same time, it only made the cracks in my heart even more evident.

"I-I'm so, so sorry." My sobs ripped my words apart, Alex only shushing me in his soothing voice. Air seemed to be clawed from my lungs, hiccups shook my body. My body gave way, my head hitting his lap. He only guided my legs up onto the bed as his hand ran through my hair. It was something he knew I liked after I accidentally let it slip one late night. He hadn't let it go. He always came up behind me, reached up and ran his hands through my hair. I loved it, a blush always rose on my cheeks when he did it, making me curse him for remembering. But now, I was so grateful he did.

"It's alright, don't feel the need to apologize. Take your time." His kindness and care didn't help. Of course it was intended to, but all it did was remind me of the relationship we could never have.

The angel sat there, with my head in his lap as he twisted strands on my hair around his fingers for longer than he could possibly want to. I loved him so much. My hands balled the sheets of my bed. I urned for his arms around me, me being the cause of his love, his lips on mine. I hugged my legs to my chest as tightly as I could manage to stop from screaming.

I felt Alex lean over and whisper random words of reassurance as tears of pure pain and frustration splattered across his pants. He pressed a kiss to my cheek, his hands still tangled in my hair. I froze. My heart stopped, my hands released the sheets as his lips left my cheek.

I wiped the tears from my cheek, pushing myself off Hamilton's tear stained lap. I tried to gather the courage to smile at him.

"Thank you, Alexander," I said, softer than I intended. Concern, or perhaps confusion, grew on his face.