Tipsy & Trembling

01. The shoot

It was thirty minutes before henry had to be out there. His breathes came out in sputters and gasps and he sat curled up in the corner on the floor.

Alex strides through the door of Alex's dressing room. "On a scale of one to ten how goofy looking did they make your pants? Because mine definitely win. Whoever thought of the drippy eyeb-" There eyes meet and Alex immediately rushes closer, crouching down at his level.

"Hey. Its ok I think they are supposed to look ugly." Alex jokes, as Henry doesn't look up his smile fades.

"It's not that." Henry says, his accent slightly thicker as he tries to bite back the tears to preserve his makeup.

"Talk to me."

A single tears escapes and instinctively Alex tilts henrys head up and quickly brushes it away. "Careful those makeup artists on our team get pretty bitchy when you mess up your makeup." Alex inspects his face, making sure his eyeliner with a spiderweb sort of shape stayed intact. Henry doesn't say anything but he lets out a sort of snort/scoff. "You wanna tell me whats going on?" Alex asks.

"I'm scared Alex." He mumbles, finally meeting his gaze.

"You'll do great, now come on we've gotta get you dressed and ready."

Henry nods and Alex pulls him to his feet. He throws the black laced spider web pants and thong at him and he catches it with his face. A small laugh fled his mouth and he put them on. He hurriedly strips down and puts them on, a slight blush falling over his face as how exposed he just was sinks in. He'd never been nervous changing like that before, usually desensitized seeing as he's changed in-front of thousands of people by now over all the different shoots. As he pulls up the thong alex's eye shamelessly wander over Henrys body and he quickly pulls his eyes away the moment Henry catches him. As time went on Henry wondered if he had hallucinated it seeing how normal Alex was acting moments after.

They stood and talked for the remaining time until it was time for them to go out there, Alex purposely bringing up random unrelated stuff to keep henry's mind off of everything. By the end of it Henry was smiling brighter then alex had ever seen him and something fluttered in his chest knowing it was because of him.

"Alright you're up first, get out there and show them what Henry fox is made of." Alex says cheerfully, playfully slapping Henrys ass as he ushers him out.

Henry turns bright red and Alex is completely oblivious.

After the shoot Alex finds henry, slapping him on the back. "See nothing to worry about! We did amazing, now lets go celebrate!"

"Celebrate?" Henry cocks as eyebrow.

"Yeah, drinks at my hotel room! Come on it'll be fun, some of the other guys are going to join us."

"No no that's quite alright, thank you though." Henry puts up his hands in defense but the second Alex hits him with the puppy dog eyes its all over.

"Henry fox you've gotta stop isolating yourself. Come on." He playfully punches his chest. "Have some fun, make some friends."

"Alright. but only for one hour." Henry reluctantly agrees.

Two hours in, all of them are dripping with liquor, stumbling over there words and laughing sporadically. By the third hour they had all gone home except for Henry who was lazily spread out on the couch.

Alex somehow wound up in his bedroom, face pressed into the mattress with the door swung wide open. He lifts his head to call for henry claiming he has a funny joke that he'll definitely want to hear. Henry groans, stumbling over and making some witty comment dissing on Alex's normal jokes.

"Henry.. where's every..one?" "Everyone else?" He says fleeting bubbly laughter trickling through his words.

"They disappeared." Henry says in a conspiracy theory-like tone.

Alex laughs again. "I'll tell you a little tinsy tiny secret."

Henry lays beside him. "What would that.. be.. alex?" His words slowed halfway through.

"It's.. it's ok they are gone. You're my favorite any..ways henry."

Henry turns to face him. "You do not hate me?" He momentarily sobered up from the slap in the face of shock.

"Shhh." Alex messily presses a finger to henrys lips. "A secret."

An hour later they started to sober up slightly, passing time with a bunch of slurred bullshit facts that alex made up like how cows actually have two tongues they just loose one when they are born. Now they just sit in silence.

Henry hadn't noticed how their bodies clung to one another still clothed, legs wrapping around eachother. Until he had. His chest immediately tightens and his first instinct is to push alex away... but he doesn't. Instead he lays there drowning in the tension and sees the moment Alex must have realized too. His eye shot open and are now blazing into Henry's but still neither of them pull away.

They lay there for another thirty minutes before Alex's hand is running through Henry's hair at an agonizingly slow pace. An image floats across Henry's mind of them both jumping into motion, mouths crushing against each other, skin against skin, tongue gliding against tongue. He quickly dismisses it. What if Alex isn't gay and all this is a misunderstanding. They did drink a lot.

The moment Alex fell asleep Henry called his driver, collecting his things and then quietly sneaking out the door.

October 29th
Alex: hey sorry things got crazy last night, can we talk?

October 30th
Alex: Henry, please call me

November 17th
Alex: forget to pay your phone bill??

November 20th
Alex: Henry please.