Lams and Mullette One Shots

The Bar - Lams/Fluff

|A drunk man decides to try and flirt with John, and Alex has to step in for himself when jealously rains over him quickly...|

     John and Alex sat across from each other at a small, two person table in the bar. Alex was sipping some Sam Adams, along with John, but it was only a small amount. They decided not to go too crazy tonight, but they were just having a few glasses.

     Alex was throwing out a few pick up lines and making John laugh or blush, mostly both. They also told some goofy stories, bringing up Laf and Herc a lot. This night was just for them to have fun and talk a little more before heading back home.

     After an hour and a half at the bar, both men stood from the table and began to walk towards the exit. While Alex was trying to fix his tricorne hat, he trailed behind a little, allowing a man to approach John with a bottle in his hand and a smirk on his face. He got very personal, making John stop and try to back up a little.

     "Good afternoon, sir," the man spoke with a slurred voice. "Might I say you're too handsome to be here alone."

     John chuckled nervously and scratched the back of his neck, "Well, actually, I'm not here alone."

     Before the man could say anything, Alex pushed John aside and put himself between him and the man. Alex crossed his arms and furrowed his eyebrows, "Can I help you, sir?"

     "You can help by moving aside," the man replied with snark. "This man and me were having a conversation-"

     Alex pushed the man back, "He said he was here with someone, huh? So why are you still here? Walk away."

     The man pushed Alex back, making John say his name and tell him that they should just leave. The man got close to Alex, "Listen, man, all I wanted was to have a chat with this man, maybe buy him some drinks and take him home-"

     "He won't be going with you anywhere," Alex said as he shoved the man back, "Forget about it."

     The man shoved Alex back as well, making Alex lunge forward and punch him in the nose. John covered his mouth, knowing Alex just started something stupid. Now, he was going to have to drag his lover home and tend to his wounds, scolding him.

     Punches flew back and forth for minutes, some other men joining as well with no knowledge of the situation. Soon, John was able to drag Alex out and take him back to their shared house. The whole way there, he scolded Alex on how dumb and careless that was, although John probably would've done the same.

     When they got home, Alex sat on the counter in the bathroom, looking down to the floor before John raised his chin. He began to dab a wet cloth on Alex's busted lip, his eyes wandering to Alex's bruised cheek and the blood beginning to dry on his philtrum from his bloody nose. John was thankful Alex hadn't broken anything and that this was mostly a minor issue.

     The whole time John cleaned Alex's face, he would scold him on how irresponsible his actions were, earning silence or a quiet but snarky comment, making John only more angry.

     Soon, John finished cleaning Alex's wounds and just simply looked up at him, his face looking as it could contain anger, sadness, or even admiration. It was unclear with the blank expression, but Alex could tell by the twinkle in John's eye that he must've done at least something right. Maybe it was because he didn't let that man bring John home or because he came in right away, but he couldn't be sure.

     Alex only whispered, "I'm sorry."

     John sighed and looked at the floor before looking back at Alex and smiling, leaning up and connecting their lips. He raised his arms and put them around Alex's neck, feeling Alex's hands creep onto his waist. He scooted as close as he could to the counter, feeling the need to be extremely personal.

     The kiss broke after what felt like eternity, but was really only seconds. The positions stayed the same as John connected their foreheads together, speaking quietly, "It's alright. I'm kind of glad you did that for me," he looked up at Alex and smiled again, "But, maybe next time we should just walk out."

     Alex nodded in agreement and let out a little chuckle before wiggling his eyebrows and getting their faces a little more closer. "Well, I have to keep him off of you somehow."

     John giggled as Alex was trying to charm him, but he simply rolled his eyes and shook his head, "Maybe I should've gone with him so I could be away from you."

     Alex squinted his eyes and smirked, "Oh, you love me. Admit it."

     "Maybe I do," John connected their lips again before pulling away again, "Maybe I don't."

     Alex connected their lips this time, holding John close so he couldn't move away. It's not like John wanted to move anyway. His mind was off of the bar situation and on the charming redhead in front of him, whom he loved dearly.

The end.