Glory is for Another Day // Lams Oneshots

Fight //Lams

AN: TRIGGER WARNING. Suicidal thoughts and actions. Do not try to hurt yourselves, please, I am always behind you when no one else is. Message me if you ever need to talk, I care about you.❤️❤️❤️❤️

John slammed the door to the bedroom as Alex stormed over to the window.

"Alex, tell me what's wrong!"

"No! Just go away!"

"I want to help you and you won't let me!"

"I don't need help!" Alex whirled around, a scowl painting his face.

John raised his arms. "You have panic attacks, I can help you fix that!"

"It. Was. Nothing,"

"Except it was something. Tell me right now,"

"No!"

"Why?!"

Alex dropped his clenched fists and looked down defeatedly. "I don't want to talk about this,"

John's eyes hardened. "Then leave,"

"W-What?"

"You heard me. Get out,"

Alex slammed his fist against the wall and moved towards the door. "Fine, jackass! I won't miss you anyway!"

"Shut up!" Johns voice cracked a little; Alex never talked like this.

"I have a right to be angry! You can't fuck off and let me have my space! I'm not yours, John, and I can't do this with you!"

John took a sudden step back. "You're breaking up with me?"

"Yeah," Alex growled.

Tears built up in John's eyes, but he didn't let them fall. "Fine. Leave now,"

Alex turned on his heel and flung the bedroom door open, then slammed the front door. That's when John broke.

He fell to the floor next to the couch, sobbing and clutching his stomach.

I shouldn't have pushed.

He said he wouldn't miss me.

Do any of my friends really like me?

Even Alex left eventually.

John picked himself up off the ground and considered jumping off the fire escape. He probably wouldn't feel anything. He would just crumble.

John decided that it was favorable and opened the back door so he could feel the breeze. Sighing, he pushed himself onto the railing, and started crying as he raised himself up to jump.

The front door flung open, revealing a pissed looking Alex who seemed hell bent on getting what he wanted. He froze when he saw John, though, and his anger broke immediately.

"John?!"

"I thought I told you to leave, Alex! Take what's yours now so you won't have to deal with the authorities later,"

Alex rushed out to where John was standing and pulled him off the railing.

"Alex!"

Alex clutched John into his chest, crying, and dragged him away from the edge. "John, no,"

"Don't tell me what I can and can't do. Get what's yours and leave,"

Alex stopped crying and promptly lifted John off his feet, slinging the boy over his shoulder. "Fine!"

John tried to fight him, but Alex was stronger and carried him promptly to Peggy's dorm. Alex knew that she wouldn't be home, so he unlocked the door with his own spare key and set John down on the couch.

Alex knelt beside him and before John could speak Alex took his hand. "John,"

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"John, I was a fucking ass. I should have just told you, you deserve to know. I love you, and I understand if you don't want to take me back, but don't hurt yourself over this. I couldn't take it, John, I'd cut myself into strips and hang,"

John felt himself tearing up again. "I thought you didn't love me anymore,"

"Babe, I could never stop. I wasn't thinking, I'm so sorry,"

John slid off the couch and onto Alex's lap, curling into his chest. "Do you still want me?"

"I want you by my side forever,"

"I love you," John looked up at him hopefully.

Alex pulled John into a passionate kiss, throwing his arms around John's waist and pushing against the smaller man. John returned it immediately, feeling something in his heart heal and simultaneously rip apart.

Alex pulled away first. "I'm sorry, I just didn't, I wasn't,"

John yanked him back into the kiss, forgiving Alex for anything he'd ever done. He just wanted him back, he wanted Alex to himself again.

Alex shared the feeling. "I'm such," he kissed John. "A jerk," He kissed him again.

"No you're not," another kiss.

"You're so kind and forgiving," kiss kiss kiss.

"Not without you," a full fledged make out session.

••••BONUS Peggy's POV••••

I walked into my dorm and there was a gay couple making out in the living room. I didn't think they heard me open the door, so I just walked into the kitchen and grabbed a can of soda before sitting on the counter and watching them.

It was John and Alex, that much I could see clearly.

It was a good five minutes before anything changed. It was just them grabbing at each other and trying to break records for not breathing, then Alex slid his hands up Johns shirt. John made a noise, convincing Alex to go further until he slid John's shirt off.

Naturally, I assumed I should intervene.

"Hey guys," I took another swing of my soda.

John shot up and Alex quickly shifted so he could see Peggy. Alex turned deep red.  "Uh, Peggy, see, the thing is,"

"Nah, you don't have to explain. Just don't have sex in my dorm unless you want me to watch,"

John turned red at that. "Um, I..."

I laughed. "You're too cute. Y'all gonna go back to your dorm?"

Alex looked at John for a moment and then shook his head. "We're gonna go out, get some coffee maybe. Do you want to come? We could go shopping,"

I nodded and smiled. "John, you might want to put a shirt on. People will start hitting on you,"

Alex growled slightly at the thought and handed John his shirt.

Those two, I swear...

AN: Finally got myself together and made a kinda long one. As usual, requests are open, and not to sound desperate but I'm super desperate.

Side note: dammit I fell in love. Shoot.

Love y'all,

Wolf
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