Standing Next To Me [Milex]

5.

"'Ey, wanna hang out at mine again todeh?" Alex asks, trying to figure out chords for their song. "Um- for the project... of course..."

The sound of a pen scratching on paper comes to a stop. "Sure!"

"How's tha' project comin' along, boys?" Mrs. Ras approaches the two, spinning her capo in her hand.

"We're doing good!" Alex cheerily answers. Mrs. Ras nods and moves onto another group.

"Hm, Alex?"

"Yeah?"

"What do yew think I should put 'ere..." Miles said, pointing his pen at some missing lyrics.

Want her, have her, two years have gone now
But I can't relate to the never-ending games that you play
As desire passes through, then you're open to the truth
I hope you understand

And your love is standing next to me
Is standing next to me

The one you fell for makes it seem

"Uhmmm..." Alex thought about it for a second. "...Juvenile!"

"PERFECT!" Miles exclaimed, gaining glances from other students in the room. Alex softly giggled and continued playing chords.

》》》

Alex laid on his stomach, writing a new entry in his journal.

i dont really know how to explain the feeling i have around you miles
just something so unreal... so... comforting? is that the right word?
i dont know.
whenever youre standing next to me i feel myself get all... tingly.
maybe i just want you to be mine.

"Alex, yew 'ave a visitor!" Alex didn't hear his mom downstairs.

Alex hastily closed his journal at the sound of a knock on his bedroom door.

"C-come in!"

"Alex!" Miles drops his backpack and jumps onto the bed, tickling Alex.

"H-hey! Stop tha'!" Alex giggles and shifts around, trying to avoid Miles' reign of tickles. Miles finishes off by ruffling Alex's hair and patting it. Alex attempts to get onto Miles for a little revenge, trying to tickle him back.

"NUH UH-" Miles grabs Alex's hands and wrestles him. A wave of laughter came from the room. Miles finally got the upper hand, pinning Alex onto the bed and managing to hold out on top of him.

Alex started to feel hot at the sight of their position. He felt Miles' warm breath melt onto his cheeks. Noticing, Miles instantly rolls over and apologizes.

I kinda liked that, though... Alex thought.

"No, no it's okeh..." Alex giggled. He was still a deep shade of red. "Y'know what... let's just get on wif tha project..." He looked away and put a hand to his cheek, feeling the warmth.

"A-alreyt." Alex noticed Miles' cheeks were a bit flushed, too.

This time, Alex jotted down lyrics, and Miles played chords. Tons of sounds came from the room. From the sound of a pen scratching on paper to the sound of lovely guitar playing.

》》》

"Okeh..." Alex rubbed his eyes, trying to suppress a yawn. "Is this alreyt fo' now?"

Want her, have her, two years have gone now
But I can't relate to the never-ending games that you play
As desire passes through, then you're open to the truth
I hope you understand

And your love is standing next to me
Is standing next to me

The one you fell for makes it seem juvenile
And you'll laugh at yourself again and again
And we'll drink to the thought she'll remember you
Maybe tomorrow

Alex rest his body on the wall next to his bed, waiting for Miles' response. The taller boy looked at it for a few minutes, analyzing all the words Alex added.

"Yeah, looks pretty goo-" Miles was interrupted by small snores erupting near him. His stare darkened.

I swear, if he's asleep again...

The boy was absolutely knocked out, looking comfy in his position. His cheeks were still slightly dashed with red, despite the amount of time that had passed.

Goddamnit... why does he have to be so cute?

Miles silently cursed himself for having that thought while Alex was asleep, but looking at him just made Miles want him more. The shorter boy soon shifted into a different spot, trying to grasp onto something. Miles slowly handed Alex a pillow, trying to prevent waking him from his slumber. Alex hugged it tightly but soon frowned. He kept his grasp upon it anyway. Miles started to feel a brisk pang of tiredness cross his head. His body slowly relaxed onto the bed about to fall into the pits of deep sleep until he felt a hand approach his.

"Hmmh... Mmmmiles?" Alex tilted his head up in exhaustion and let go of the pillow.

"Mhm?"

"Oh, okeh..." Alex seemed to just want to know if Miles was there or not. He rolled over closer to Miles, still holding his hand. "Night, Miles..." His half open eyes soon shut.

"Love yew, Miles..." Alex mumbled as his head leaned onto Miles' bicep.

...Did I hear that right? Miles asked himself, wanting to rewind time.

No... maybe he's just tired. He pushed the heat down from his face, trying not to think about it. Miles just assumed Alex was very affectionate when exhausted. He couldn't convince himself, though. Temptation took over his mind, making Miles lightly plant a kiss on Alex's forehead, getting a small, tired smile from the boy below.

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AN: there may be a good part coming upppp who knows 🤭🤭