Alexander Anderson x Reader: Sweet Irish Brougmance

Sudden Realizations

"...'Ello? Alex?" Yoo-hoo, are you with me?" You waved your hand in front of his face.

He blinked and his head shook as his attention fazed back into reality. You lowered your hand back down and started at him as his expression was still blank, all you could do was wonder what had just happened that could cause such a brave man to freeze like he had just seen death itself. He slowly sunk back onto the bench he had been sitting on.

"I-I think I remember now." He stammered out of his daze putting his palms against his forehead and resting his elbows against his knees in panic as he slowly started to take harsher breaths and his eyes widened under his glasses.

"You do?" You sat down next to him with whatever little room the large man had left open on the bench.

"I mean, I think I do...I remember the tattoo, and how ya got yours but I don't remember having one meself, that's tha problem." Anderson said through his slight panic attack.

"What happened to you?" You asked him with worry, "Meiner never really told me what happened to ya after you apparently went lookin' for me." You gently placed your hand on his shoulder as not to scare him.

He sighed not sure if he could even remember that part either, all he knew was that he was saved by a priest the night he took shelter in that country-side sanctuary and some other small stuff besides that, but wasn't sure how to put it into a solid story. You looked at him with concern and cautiously rub your hand and up and down his shoulder and back, he sighed again in slight relaxation as his body tension lessened itself and his hands covered his entire face.

"I'm sorry I did this to ya, Alex...I didn't even know it was you I had bumped into when those two were chasin' me." You apologized quietly.

Anderson looked at you through his fingers and then ran his fingers through his short, blonde, spiky hair. He gave a smile towards the sky and then looked at you,

"It's alright, ya know why?" He asked you with a chuckle.

You looked at him with slight confusion as your hand stopped moving, "Why?"

"God...Has brought us back together. That's why." He smiled at you in a way you hadn't seen in what seemed like forever.

Your eyes widened, then you chuckled back with half-sincerity that he didn't pick up on, "Yeah, God did this...sure." You doubted that was the case but agreed to disagree knowing how much he had changed you didn't want to start a fight with the one person in the world you had just gotten back...

Or had you?