Small note: Alex is fourteen in this shot, Thomas' age is unknown
Tw:racist and homophobic slurs (not much)
Alex POV
I stood in line for the bathroom , the line slowly advancing when a tall guy got out of a stall, as the guy in front of me entered I studied the tall guy, his dark skin was hugged in the top by a black thigh shirt with lace sleeves, he was wearing loose pants with a flower print, his hair was poofy and curly as I admired him one of the guys finished and I entered after I finished I got out to wash my hands and saw him retouching his eyeliner and lipstick
God he was gorgeous
I thought of telling him but George was waiting for me and I would never see him again, it would be awkward.
I was seated in the plane when I saw Pretty boy getting in, as he made his way back his hips were swinging from side to side, my mouth went dry and I was sure that if I had been standing someone would have had to stop me from falling because of my wobbly knees; he stopped walking in the seat in front of mine which was occupied by an old lasy
"Umm, excuse me miss but I think you're in my seat" he showed her his ticket, his voice was silky and elegant "could you please move?"
I watched as the old lady refused and made a scandal about the 'nigger fag' that wanted to steal her seat, after a while he just asked the flight attendant to change his seat, I slept for the rest of the trip
When we landed and started getting off I was convinced on telling him how pretty he was but he was too fast, he got off the plane and I lost him in the crowd as George pulled me to retrieve our luggage; the wait was taking too long and I started having the urge to go to the bathroom, after I told George I rushed to it, I saw Pretty boy standing in line and I started rehearsing what I was going to say but when the time came I waited too long and stayed standing there mouth open, paralyzed and not a sound coming out of my mouth, I felt like crying as I headed back to George until I saw Pretty boy picking up His luggage
I took a deep breath, walked up to him and tapped his shoulder
"Hi, I saw you in the other airport"
"Oh really?" Pretty boy asked
"Y-y-Yeah a-and I realized we were never seeing each other again and injust wanted to tell you that you are really really really pretty...andilikeyourpants" I rushed the last part in fear of him getting freaked out because of a boy telling him he's pretty
"Oh god, thank you so much, you're really adorable" I felt my face heat "what are you 18? 19?" I was tempted to correct him but I realized there was no point "thank you very much but I should go, believe me I'm Really flattered but I should go"
"Oh yes, I'm sorry, it's fine, have a nice day"
I watched him go to his family and start talking to another tal dude, the rush of adrenaline I got was still running through my veins and I rushed back to George, feeling too light but too heavy at the same time, a smile plastered on my face just by thinking of Pretty boy smiling because of me
"What's wrong with you?" George asked
I just shook my head, thinking of Pretty boy deciding he would be my little harmless secret
Just an airplane crush
WC: 630 words
It's short I know, it doesn't have smut I know but I got really inspired and I liked how it turned out, I'm working on at least 3 other shots so fear not, see you later my friends
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