Good Boy (Hamilton Lams fanfic)

Yours And Mines

Alex's POV

"Shove it in!" John screamed at me. "It's too much!" I screamed back. "Why is it so hard for you?" he furrowed his eyebrows. "Because-" I finally pushed in the tucked in tent in between the cooler and the two big bags. "Shoving in another thing is very difficult in between big ass things." I slammed the car's trunk close. "Maybe the problem is the car and not the stuff, we should get a new one." John quietly snickered. "I'm still saving up, don't worry." I kissed his cheek. The both of us went inside the car and drove 3 hours to get back home.

When we got home, we took our things from the trunk. John only carried his bag while I carried the tent, my bag and the cooler. "This is abuse!" I complained, carrying the stuff. "No one told you to carry all of those." John raised his brow. "And no one told you to carry that sassy shit of yours." I hissed at him. He gasped. "Your comebacks are so good." he smirked. "Thank you." I carried all of the things inside the house. I threw myself on the couch in exhaustion. "Tired?" John lied beside me. "Can't you tell?" I said, breathing heavily. "You're so adorable."  he pinched my cheeks. "And sweaty." he giggled and wiped my face with a towelette.

"So, when is our marriage?" John tilted his head. "Soon, don't be too excited." I patted his head. "But I can't help myself, I'm REALLY excited as hell." he whined.

"Have you even planned it yet?"

"Some of it, to be honest, I requested Eliza, Maria, Herc and Laf to help me plan it. I told them they can think of any theme they like."

"That's a bad idea." John giggled. "Why?" I rubbed my chin. "Well, maybe they'll make the theme too colorful or too monotone." John answered. "Look, as long as we get married." I held both of his hands. "Yeah, that's the important part." he smiled. My phone rang, I opened it to see a message from Laf.

Do you like the color rainbow?

Yeah...?

Okay thnx ✌

You're welcome...?

I ended the odd conversation of Laf. "Who was that?" John squinted his eyes. "Laf, he asked me if I like the color rainbow so I said yes." I shrugged. "Oh, I thought that blasted Thomas messaged you." he sighed in relief. "Don't worry, he's long gone now." I smiled. "Don't you have work?" he layed his head on my lap. "Nope, not this time." I replied. "You want a drink?" I looked at him. "Sure." he smiled. I stood up and went to the kitchen, I opened the fridge. I pulled out a bottle of red wine and grabbed some glasses. John went towards the kitchen counter and sat down on it. I poured in the wine into the two glasses and gave one to John. "Raise a glass to us." we both said and clinked our glasses together. "Why did you decide to marry me though?" John suddenly asked. Of course I'll answer the most obvious answer. "Because we've been together for a year now and I want to finally tie the knot." I shrugged.

"I mean, except for that reason. I'm a half cat human and-"

"How many times do I have to tell you, I don't give a fuck if you're a half cat or not and if anyone will judge us, fuck 'em. I love you enough to ignore your flaws."

"You have a point, after all, I noticed less of your flaws because I love you enough." he smiled at me. "Enough with the sappy shit, it's getting cheesy." I giggled as I sip my glass. To be honest, this is the best ass decision I've ever made. I can spend my whole life with my John til death do us apart. Although...I once was proposed to and I declined it, I don't even want to remember that moment and especially HIM. Alex, let's try to forget about him, after all, you proposed to the one you've been wanting to spend your life with. Plus, I'm sure that the droplets of memories from him had already disappeared.

Who's gonna be your best man?" John asked. "Hmm...maybe Lafayette? Or Herc, I didn't decide yet." I replied. "Who will be your groom's maids? If that's what they call it." I hugged John's waist, nestling my head on his chest. "I'm guessing my cousins and probably Eliza, her sisters and Maria." he sipped his glass.

"I see you're still wearing the matching bracelet I gave you." I looked at the blue bracelet that I gave him to match my red one. "Of course, it means a lot to me 'cause you gave it." he kissed my lips. "I can't believe that you actually proposed to me." he quietly squealed. "Hehe, hell yeah...but, I've been proposed before." I frowned. "By Thomas?" he tilted his head. "Yeah...I declined it for a reason." I reluctantly answered. "What's the reason?" he stroked my head. "We were always fighting because of him seducing other people and not giving me enough attention. Since we were working at the same job, he knows that I'm wealthy than him. He kneeled his one knee, opened up a small box with a ring inside and looked at my face. I immediately declined because I figured out his tactic to get more money." I explained the whole reason. "Ugh, such a gold digger." John rolled his eyes. "Are you only after my money?" I raised my brow. "Fuck no. If I was only after your money, I wouldn't let you break my legs, if you know what I mean." he winked at me. "And the only thing I want from you is your love, support, etc etc and obviously, your mad cooking skills." he added in.

"I like it when you're honest." I sucked on his neck, leaving a bruise. "Honey, you're literally covering my whole body with hickeys." he giggled. "Hey at least it'll be a reminder that you are mine and only mine, I'm not lying this time." I sucked on the other parts of his neck again, earning myself a moan from him. I slightly leaned on top of him and put my leg in between his. He was tangling his hands on my hair, making it messy. I began humping against him. "I so freakin' love you." he moaned out. "Me too." I felt a bump in his pants. "Mines?" I grinded on his boner. "Yours and mines." he whimpered.