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Overworked [JAMILTON] [PART TWO]

i forgot about this.

sorry i was busy yesterday, the only chapter you got was rushed. i usually post a LOT in the time of one day, so that's unusual for me

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Alex began to pout slightly, drawing himself away from Thomas. He saved his essay and put the laptop ob the coffee table in front of him. Then, the boy slowly got up and... ran into the next room. However, of course, the next room was empty and there was no where for him to go.

Thomas slowly walked into the room and was met with a worried Alexander.

"I had to finish the essay." Alex mumbled, walking over to Thomas.

"No, you didn't," Thomas answered, taking Alexander and embracing him, "Sometimes, you're a little idiot. Y'know that? I don't even have the energy to be angry at you right now."

Alex nodded, his face buried in his boyfriend's chest, "Yeah, I know. I'm soooory, please don't be mad!" He jumped up to kiss Thomas's lips, but only reached up to his chin.

Thomas laughed slightly, pulling Alex to their bedroom.

When they got there, Alex could tell Thomas's demeanor and mood had changed, "Lay down." He commanded harshly. Alex did as he was told, laying down on the bed and rolling to the side to not meet Thomas's face.

Thomas got his knees and looked under the bed until he found what he was looking for; handcuffs.

"Nooo! I hate those." Alex yelled at the sight of them.

"No, you really don't. Last time I put this on you, you had an erection the entire night. Wrists, please." Alex, of course, complied. He gave Thomas his wrists as Thomas placed the handcuffs on Alex's hand and then proceeded to handcuff him to the bed.

When the tall idiot was all done, he got into bed with Alex and held him close.

"I care about you."

"I know."

"Please stop overworking yourself."

"If I do, will you handcuff me more often?" Alex asked flirtatiously, turning around to face Thomas.

"Maybe." Thomas responded, kissing the small idiot's little nose and holding him close. They both fell asleep like that.

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Early that morning, maybe around two AM, Alex slipped out of Thomas's arms before remembering he had handcuffs on. Groaning, he tried to move but ended up with his arm all twisted and in pain. His scream awoke Thomas, who seemed to have been sleeping before Alex.

"Alex! What the hell?" Thomas yelled at his boyfriend, his eyes still closed, "Did you try to leave?" He opened his eyes fully, before deciding on just blinking a bunch and acting like he was looking.

"I have to finish my essay! Let me go!" Alex whined, tugging at the handcuffs.

"No." Thomas mumbled, throwing his hands around Alex again (hard, this time) and falling back to sleep.

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Waking up, Thomas was more than overjoyed to see his Alexander sleeping soundly. His eyes were closed and his face was so soft and calm. It was unlike his usual, hard face.

Unfortunately, Alex awoke when he felt the stare of Thomas.

He didn't full awake until he remembered.

"Hey! Get me the fuck out of these handcuffs!" Alex yelled, sitting up and wincing at the pain.

"Maybe I shouldn't." Thomas mumbled as a joke, beginning to walk away.

"I hate you!" Alex whined.

Thomas slowly turned around, realizing what Alex had said, "Well... y'know I was gonna let you go but since you said that... nah."

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