Let Everybody Know - LAMS

Part 3 - John, You could Let it go

Btw the chapter titles are about the Hamilton song Let It Go nOT FRICKEN FROZEN

John's POV

It was only half an hour into the movie I realised Alex was asleep on my shoulder. I sighed, picking the rather delicate, small boy up and tucking him under the covers of his messy sheets, when I was about to walk off and I felt my hand intertwine with another. "Stay?" Alex pleaded, fake pouting. His eyes were droopy with tiredness and his grip on my hand was loose.

With slight hesitation I got in and snuggled under the covers with him and he turned to face to me.

"Hey" he smiled which caused his darkening eye bags to form creases around his brown eyes.

"Hey" I replied, looking past his head to see droplets of rain forming on the window. It's going to be storming the rest of the week apparently, according to the weather forecasts.

"Night" he mumbled, clinging onto a tiny lion plushie. It had dirt stain marks and was starting to tear at it's seams, probably an old childhood toy.

Wonder why he'd bother to keep it.

I took another glance at the sleeping boy, he was beautiful. Gorgeous in fact. As fun as his personality was, thoughts of him keeping me up all night wouldn't be fun. I'd known the brown haired man for only a day and yet I still wanted to be more than friends.
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2:30am
I can't sleep

3:00am
Stop thinking about him and sleep

4:00am
STOP THINKING ABOUT ALEXANDER HAMILTON AND SLEEP

4:30am
I wonder what he looks like with his shirt off-

5:00
Fuck this

I slid out of the bed, cautious of waking him up and turned my desk light on, pulling my art book out from the desk drawer and scanned for an empty page.
Turtles
Nope, more turtles.
Ah there's a free page! Oh nope just turtles
And some more turtles
I'm only just realising how many turtles there are in my art book
FREE PAGE THANK LIN

I started to draw Alexander. His eyes, his messy hair, his soft cheeks, bright smile, even his eye bags because believe it or not, he made them look good. It was one of my better sketches I've ever done.

Alex's POV

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit" I muttered as I pulled on my sweatpants and shirt.  My alarm failed to go off, leaving me ten minutes before class started and I had just woken up. I slung my backpack across my shoulders and was about to run through the door when I noticed John asleep on the desk. Being the most person I am, I took a quick peek at what he was drawing.

Is that me? Oh. That's me. He made me look a lot better than I actually do. I look like crap.

I took a quick photo of him asleep on the picture because it was just too adorable to not take a photo of and grabbed a pen and paper.

I wrote him a quick note and warmed up some pasta and quietly placed the note and food on the desk before slipping out of the dorm. He only starts classes at 10am, though I start at seven-thirty. I pushed open the door to the law classroom panting just as my name was being called out.