alec trying to make you smile
Imagine hearing a knock at your door. It had been a month since Gianna begged you to cover for her at work. A month since you had first stepped under the regal arches of the entryway. A month since you had been taken prisoner.
That wasn't to say you hadn't been treated well. They served you the finest food. Shaved truffles on risotto, caviar, champagne. Your closet was filled with exotic designer clothes, that from the look of the tags that hung on them still, you wouldn't have been able to afford in any life.
And despite what they were, everyone was pleasant enough. The angelic girl from the meeting would chat idly with you for a few hours. And the burly man had offered you a piggy back ride. Even the tracker with the angular face offered you a puppy he had stolen from who knows where.
It was your guard however who had made the most effort. Everyday he seemed to bring you a gift of some sort. First a crate of wine, then of fine cheese, an expensive handbag, silk robes, expensive clothing, you name it he had brought it.
"Come in." Your voice barely above a murmur.
And then a familiar face poked it's head in through the doorway. A familiar mane of choclate brown hair, and a pair of identical red eyes gazed at you with a warmth you couldn't quite understand.
"Good evening." You immediately tensed. Which did not go unnoticed, Alec'a smile faltering ever so slightly. He pushed through the doorway with a rather large crate. You almost sighed, what was it now.
But to your surprise he set it at your feet, and inside were dozens of books. Some classics, a few new age books, a handful of foreign language books.
"I didn't really know what you liked to read, so I just got a bit of everything." Alec looked up, and for the first time he saw something on your face he had never anticipated.
You were smiling.
"Thank you." Your voice was soft, but your face was so bright it made up for it.
And somehow he found himself smiling as well.
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