¿ɪꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀʟʟ ʀᴇᴀʟ? ✰𝘼𝙡𝙚𝙭 𝙏𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨✮

✮. 36 (Smut)

¡Happy Birthday!

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"Thank you again. Take care, guys," Alex bid mates goodbye as they left his home. They took a taxi with him to his home just to drop him off and spend more time with him. It was his birthday, and they spent the day with him, going around places and spending most of the night at a bar. Alex wasn't too inebriated. He waited for you the entire day and didn't want to be piss drunk when you visited him. He talked to you recently over the phone and you promised you'd be there for his birthday on time. Well, it was almost midnight, and you still haven't come.

'If anything, she's probably boarding the plane,' he thought bitterly to himself, 'Maybe she forgot.' He wanted you here on his birthday.

Leaving the door and hearing a car rumble away, he made his way to his room to prepare himself a shower. He needed the smell of smoke and alcohol off of him. After such a long day, too, it felt right for him to ease his tense muscles.

Just as he was on his way to the shower, the doorbell rang, and it was followed by a series of knocks. He sighed to himself and went to the door. He had his hand on the knob and opened it without thinking twice, "Did you forget something, Jamie?-"

"I hope I'm not too late," You stood right in front of him with a little gift in hand. You were looking pretty as always.

He stood there dumbfounded, almost thinking he was hallucinating your figure. Without thinking again, he pulled you into his home, closed the door, and pulled you into his chest. He could feel your face scrunch at the smell of his clothes.

"I thought you wouldn't come," he admitted and pulled back to let you breathe.

"Well, you thought wrong," you gave him his small gift, but he only put it on the table next to the door. "What were you doing?"

"I went to the bar with my mates, and I was about to shower before you knocked," he had his hand on your cheek as the other rested on your side.

Your eyes moved around his facial features before focusing back on his eyes. His eyes remained on yours, "Come shower with me," he suggested with a smirk. His hands moved from your face to your hips and moved you closer to him. He saw your face show some surprise, but that quickly faded away when you chuckled.

"I don't remember that being your birthday present," you said as a joke, which only earned you a chuckle from him. His arm wrapped around yours and led you into his shower room.

The lights in the bathroom were off, so the only light that shone was from the outside through the slightly opened door. He let your arm go and undressed himself. He watched you as you sat on the rim of the tub. He watched you look at his body as he took off his pants, leaving himself in his boxers.

He approached you and got on his knees to look at your eye level, "What are you thinking about right now?"

You couldn't help yourself to not look at his body. His pale skin against his black boxers. Your head tilted just the slightest as you looked at him, "Just how lucky I am to get to see all this for myself," you said in a teasing manner.

You watched as he chuckled and got back up, "Let's shower already," he turned on the water to warm it up while you were taking your clothes off, leaving only your underwear on.

He looked back and saw you in your almost fully naked state. You had your arms around yourself, trying to hide yourself from his eye. He took the few steps back to you, and his fingers brushed yours to grab your wrists. He slowly dragged your hands from your body so that he could look at you.