(A/N) If you have Shitty Wifi™ like me, just so you know, the pictures mid-chapter are the text conversation where John tells Herc and Laf some ~special~ news. -SJ
John's P.O.V.
"I want you to be my boyfriend." I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming with excitement. It only took a second after that for me to have planned everything, from our engagement to our 50th Anniversary.
"Will you be my boyfriend?" He repeated. Well, I guess it wasn't a question the first time.
"Of course I'll be your boyfriend," I whispered, stroking his hair again to see if it could get him back to sleep. He whispered a 'thank you' before drifting into a peaceful, heavy slumber, still in my arms. I took the opportunity to text Herc and Laf. He was a bit of a blanket hog, but his body was warm.
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After I sent the text, Alex began to whimper in his sleep. I couldn't go to bed knowing he was scared, but I think I read somewhere it wasn't safe to wake people up when they were having nightmares.
"Alexander?" I cooed, hoping he'd hear me even in his state. But the whimpering continued.
"Alexander? Darling?" A little louder this time. You won't scare him, I promised myself, by trying to make sure he's alright.
"John?" His voice was still half asleep, "I'm sorry, John. Did I wake you? I'm sorry. I just, I always get these nightmares and I knew about them, I should've told you, they're just kind of embarrassing for me to talk about. Oh, you probably think I'm such a baby, going on and on about my bad dreams-"
"Hey, it's okay. They're not just 'bad dreams ' to you. They're terrifying. And it's okay to be afraid." I assured him.
"You aren't upset?" He whispered.
"Of course I'm upset, Alexander. I'm upset that you have to go through these things. You don't deserve this. You deserve better. And I'm upset that I can't help more. I'm always going to be upset seeing you scared or sad or feeling any bad feeling," I explained, "I know it may be a bit early for this, but, dear lord, I fucking love you."
