"This is your fault by the way" Thomas huffed quietly and pushed the door open to the oddly small cabin, it's almost as small as Phillip, johns and Alexanders room, which is the biggest bedroom but still.
"Fuck off Thomas I can't fucking stand you" Alex snapped back and threw his backpack on the only bed in the cabin, biting his lip in annoyance.
"The feelings mutual" Thomas replied while making his way to the bathroom where he could get his cup of water to brush his hair out.
Thomas took the plastic cup out f his bag and sat t down before shuffling to the bathroom. He turned the knob to the sink and let the warm water spill out of the foist and into his cup. Once it was filled he turned it off and looked up at the mirror, noting the small sticky note blocking the view of half of the stuff on it.
"Remember to sleep in the same bed tonight or you'll be staying again!" It said way too happily with little hearts and butter fly drawings. Thomas grunted and grabbed the note, crumbling it up in his fist and throwing it away to the corner of the room with an upset look on his face.
"No- no fucking way" he complained as he leaned his head over the skin, tilting the cup over his head and pouring the water of it. He combed his fingers through his hair humming as he felt the water slowly trifle through the strands of curls then to his scalp. Thomas groaned softly when his hand got tangled into one of the tats.
He just pulled his fingers away with a huff as he reached back for a towel. He wrapped his hair up in the towel and sighed in content, a couple of curls lazily hung over his face and cheeks, dropping water onto his shoulders. He gripped the hem of his shirt and slipped it over his head, laying it on the sink to get later.
He glanced out of the small window above the toilet, noting the different rain patterns that hit the window harshly. He sighed and rolled his eyes, turning on his heel, he pushed the bathroom door open and walked back into the main room where Alexander should be.
He still couldn't believe he had to send a whole day and night with this arrogant piece of shit. And of fucking course if they fought it'd just be another day to deal with him.
Thomas paused in his tracks when he didn't see Alexander, he hummed and raised a brow. "Gremlin?" He placed a hand on his hip and began to make his way through the room and to the only bedroom. The long haired boys head poked out from the side of the doorway with a slightly annoyed face. "Let me change asshole" he reached over and grabbed the door slamming it closed on Thomas' face.
Thomas rolled his eyes and turned back around spotting some bean bags, he snickered and walked over slow as can be before pretty much throwing himself down on the bean bag. He sunk down into the bean back and let his head hang back looking at the tv that sat there on a small table.
He smiled and flipped over, stomach against the bean bag. "Maybe this isn't gonna be such a shitty night" he smirked a bit and crawled off the bag. He sat down i front of the tv and clicked the power button watching it turn on.
He laid back behind the bean bag behind him and grabbed the remote, flipping through channels. It wasn't long before he realized it was all Disney movies and shows.
Thomas dropped the remote and laid back with a groan. It's not that he hated Disney, it's just that he wanted to watch his show. It got quiet for the longest time while a woman on the tv sung about the colors of the wind. That was until the bedroom door creeped open, revealing Alexander who stood with his hair down to his shoulders, swaying every time he would walk. He had a long shirt on that said 'Non-stop' the shirt was blue and stopped just above his knees.
To the way Thomas seen to, Alexander had nothing on under the shirt. "Pocahontas!" Alex exclaimed and races over, sitting down quickly beside Thomas in criss cross apple sauce, gluing his eyes to the tv.
Thomas glared an icy glare that Burt through Alexander, but the smaller boy didn't even care. "What, Jefferson?" Alex whispered before laying back completely on the bean bag behind him, the air steaming out and blowing his hair barley.
Thomas didn't exactly answer, he reached his hand down and grabbed the bottom hem of Alexanders shirt, pulling it up quickly, exposing his stomach and thighs. He raised a brow at the small underwear Alex was wearing that was almost built like females underwear. Alexander flushed and kicked Thomas, pulling away and looking up at him with wide eyes.
Thomas gasped slightly at the groups of cuts and scars that coated the Caribbean's thighs. "F-fuck off Thomas! You don't just pull people's shirt up like that!" Alex exclaimed and pushed Thomas away harshly, pulling down his shirt.
"You-" "Fuck you" Alex cut in and crossed his legs, putting his focus back on the tv. Thomas hushed up and looked down at his lap with a slight smile, the man he hated since the day he's met him, he's suddenly feeling feeling bad for him.
It got quiet once again, thick silence coating the whole small room, the only actual noise was the loud patterns of rain that thumped against the roof and windows, getting harder and harder at a second. There was a point where Thomas could have sworn he seen Alexander launch when it thundered lowly but he didn't pay much attention to it.
Thomas leaned back against the pillow and hummed quietly, closing his eyes for a split second, until of course a loud boom exhorted through the sky and the cabin, the windows flashes from the light lung strike that hit somewhere in the woods. The small boy beside of him didn't look like he was in good shape after it either.
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Summer//Jamilton\\
FanfictionAlex was pretty lonely until he summer, he had zero friend and zero family. So he decided to take it up on himself to join a summer camp.
