☆Chapter 13☆

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(hey heads up this chapter contains the very sTART of smut but I promise it doesn't get very far because I can't write smut to save my life this chapter lEGIT took five days of me trying to make myself write the damned smut-------
Also trigger warning: hella blunt mention of suicide at end of chapter---)

~Alex~

It's been almost a month and a half since John and I moved in together, and nearly two months since we officially started our relationship. Technically it's been almost three months since we first kissed, but we've been taking it very slow at first, and honestly even though if anyone asked we'd say we were boyfriends, we didn't announce it to the world until almost a month after the kiss. So that's when I started counting, honestly.

And to say the least, everything's going quite well.

We literally just finished unpacking the last damn box, and oh shit was it a lot of boxes! I didn't know either of us had this much stuff. Got us both to consider what may need to be donated and what should be kept, for sure. 

But beside that, it's sunset now. The golden rays of the sun are streaming in beautifully, casting a heavenly glow around my just as beautiful John, who is currently standing in front of the window-wall to watch the sunset.

I walk up behind him, and wrap my arms around his waist. He shifted to place his hands on mine, glancing at me.

"Hey, love." He murmured. I smiled, resting my head on his shoulder. I'm just barely tall enough to rest my chin on his shoulder, and if he's wearing shoes and I'm not I typically have to tip-toe to reach high enough.

"Hey, starlight~" I purred. He giggled slightly. 

"You're super cute when you purr like that~" He murmured softly. I just smiled brighter, and just made this soft purring like noise. Soon, the sun had sunk below the horizon, and the brightest stars were being made visible through New York's light pollution.

I moved to stand next to John, and we both just stood there taking in the city lights. We currently live uptown, and it's pretty nice. I like it, actually.

After a short moment, John leaned over and kissed my cheek gently. The both of us still get a little flustered at things like that, so I ended up giggling slightly. We're dorks, I know, but we love each other and that's what matters.

I look over at John to return the gesture, but he kisses me gently before I can. I kiss back, and we end up wrapping our arms around each other. I gotta be honest, this is probably the most passionate kiss we've ever had - Probably full blown making out at this point, with how in sync we're moving with each other.

We both broke away to breathe, and John smiled at me.

"Lexi~" He purred. "Wannaaa.. Take this to the bedroom?~" He asked me, blushing. I'm probably blushing just as hard to be honest, and I just nodded. I giggled slightly as John picked me up bridal style and took me to our room, setting me down gently on the bed.

I didn't protest as John pinned me down by my shoulders, and leaned down and kissed me gently. He pulled away seconds later to lean down and kiss my neck. I gasped softly, and dug my fingers into the bed. 

The phone started ringing loudly before we got much farther, which honestly scared the both of us. John instantly jumped off of me and I sat up straight and we both stared at the phone on our bedside table for a few moments before I reached over and grabbed it.

"Hello?" I asked, clicking the answer button.

"Alex? I need to talk to you son." It was my Dad, and he sounded pretty angry. I glanced at John nervously, and he motioned for me to take the call if it was important.

"Yeah, I've got a moment.. What's going on Dad?" I asked, heading over to the other side of the room.

"Your cousin just committed suicide. And it's your fault."

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