john's
He was so cute. Alex was lightly sleeping against my chest, his messy hair fluttering in between his deep breaths. We were warm and toasty under the covers. Alex was the perfect size for me to hold. It was like we were made for each other.
The poor guy had woken up about a half an hour ago. It seemed like he suddenly remembered the events of yesterday. I sighed as I tried to sort out my feelings. Part of me was ecstatic that I had made out with and was now sleeping next to Alexander Hamilton. A part of me was guilty that I had taken advantage of his being drunk. And well, a part of me was scared that Alex didn't mean a word of what he had said or what he had done yesterday. I hoped not.
My attention returned to the sleepy man beside me.
"John...", he murmured as he shifted slightly.
"Yeah?"
"I really hate to say this but we have to get up." He yawned.
"You're right. I'll make the coffee?"
"I'll make the cereal."
"I stretched and stumbled out of bed and into the bathroom. I went to check my phone and saw an explosion of texts.
largebaguette: there are rumors you and Alex were making out outside of your dorm?
mypantsarehot: yeah, is that true?
mariaswife: you two aren't one to talk if I remember correctly you two spent an hour in the "bathroom"
elizas: maybe but I remember seeing a certain Peggy Schuyler disappear with a Maria Reynolds.
angienator: guys stahp I think they're sleeping
mypantsarehot: then they most definitely got it on
burrrn: why am I here?
I rolled my eyes and proceeded to brush my teeth then head to the kitchen were I found Alex struggling to reach the cereal on the top shelf.
Alex's pov
Goddamnit, who decided to put the Lucky Charms on the very top shelf. I was trying to knock it over with a wooden spoon, when a long arm reached over top of me to grab the cereal.
"Here you go.", John handed my the box. I felt my cheeks go red again. Since when do I blush so much? I turned around quickly to reach for the milk.
"Thanks." I feel John walk over to machine and fill it with coffee grounds. I pour the cereal into the bowls and then add milk. I glance at the clock. 11:48. Thank god for winter break.
"So", John breaks the silence. "How's your hangover?"
"Ughh awful!" I groan. "I don't think I've ever had one this bad." I put our bowls on the table as John puts our mugs near our respective chairs. John is laughing.
"What, don't you have a hangover?", I snap annoyed as I took a seat.
"Nope. I wasn't kidding when I said I was undefeated. I normally hit 20 shots if I want to feel something."
"Jesus Christ, John, where'd you learn to drink like that?" I said incredulously.
"South Carolina is an interesting place." He chuckles.
"Can we talk?", he said suddenly. The mood shifts. I look up at John to find his vulnerable green eyes staring at me.
"Yeah we should probably do that. Um-"
He interrupts me "Can I go first?" I nod. He takes a deep breath and starts.
"Alex, I first of all need you to know that the way that I acted last night was genuinely the way I feel. I really, really like you. From the day you walked into our dorm I knew exactly how I felt. I didn't want to tell you because not a lot of people took my sexuality the right way growing up where I did. I learned to keep my mouth shut and my feelings hidden. But I don't think I can do that anymore." He takes a deep breath and continues. "I'm afraid. I'm afraid that you only did what you did because you were drunk. I'm afraid none of it was real. Jesus, Alex, I'm so afraid." His voice cracks. He looks at me, forlornly, his soft green eyes filled with tears. I immediately jump up and run to him. He melts into my embrace and starts sobbing softly.
"John. John look at me." I tilt his head so that his fragile eyes stare deep into mine.
"I fully and completely stand by every word I said and everything I did last night. I am so, so, so sorry that I ever made you think any different.
John, you make me feel things nobody has made me feel before. I am so glad that fate had it I walked into this dorm. Because if I didn't, I would have never been able to fall in love with you." I whisper.
"Do you mean it?" He rasps softly.
"Every single word." I murmur.
This time he is the one who pulls my lips towards his as our mouths crash together. This kiss, unlike our passion and lust filled one last night, was soft and peaceful.
We break and I stare into his beautiful green eyes.
"Are you okay?" I ask
"Never better."
ahhhhhh this was so cute to write I was blushing in the middle of math! I hope you enjoyed!
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