all my pictures of you - milex

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2007

"Well? Did you enjoy it?"

Alex was sprawled out across the couch. He looked askance at Miles, his face all burnt up.

"What's wrong, babe?" Miles questioned the quivering boy.

"Tummy." Alex sulked. His lower lip was jutted out, flipping Miles' heart. Miles tutted and kneeled down next to his best mate.

"Would you like me to get you anything?"

Alex's eyes fluttered shut. "Tea. Do we have noodles?"

"What do you want noodles for, doll?" Miles smirked with a half-suppressed laugh.

"Want noodles."

Miles pressed his knuckles against Alex's brow. "You're heating up, lover. Maybe noodles isn't a good idea. Neither is tea. What about some water?"

Alex rolled over on his side, as to not face Miles. He mumbled something into a cushion, making Miles giggle. He quickly grabbed the camera that was placed on the coffee table and snapped a picture of the back of Alex's head.

"I'll get you some water, babe." He gently kissed the back of Alex's head and went to the kitchen. The boy sighed, realising he was going to have to tell Alex the truth at some point.

But the circumstances sucked.

"Circumstances can suck my arse."