Biohazard- A Lams Zombie AU

Before The Outbreak

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John's POV
   John Laurens sat on the couch, scrolling through Alexander's phone. He had left it home while he went to work, forgetting to grab it on his way out. John knew his boyfriend had been acting strange lately, and not just because he stayed up forty eight hours straight typing away on that damn computer of his.

   John just wanted what anyone else would-- to help Alex, maybe try to help him get better and take a break. He picked up his boyfriend's phone off the coffee table, unlocking it. He knew the code, it was his name. John quickly put his own name in the keypad. He opened the messages, seeing the most recent chat thread was to Eliza. He scrolled up a little to some of the older messages.

Elizard: Hey Alex, you wanna come over for dinner? Just the two of us?

     Alexander_Salamander: Uh yeah, why tho? Don't you eat with your sisters?

Elizard: They went to visit my father.

    Alexander_Salamander: Oh, yeah I forgot you told me about that, I'll drop by after work.

Elizard: Okay, can't wait! 💙

  Alexander_Salamander:
okay. See ya then, liza' 😘

  John stared at the messages. Why the hell was Alex messaging Eliza? And what the hell was with the heart emojis? John knew for a fact Eliza had broken Alexander's heart to be with that Reynolds girl, Maria he thought her name was.

John re - read the vague messages, trying to make sense of them. Surely Alex wasn't cheating on him? Then again, John Laurens was not naive. He wouldn't be taken advantage of, or immediately assume the worst.

   Alexander wasn't the type to be unfaithful, he had known John since he was seventeen, and although he met Angelica and her two sisters a few months later, he still knew Alex longer.

    Eliza had met Alex at some college frat party. They were both drunk as hell, but the feelings were clear as if they were sober, at least from Eliza's point of view they were. John should know. He was there, acting as the person who would stay sober to drive his friends home. Alex must've went out with her to be nice, because the relationship between the two was pretty one - sided. Eliza had sent Alex a set of calligraphy pens, as well as a leather notebook. That gift sat on his desk, and was used until he ran out of ink. The man really wrote like he was running out of time.

   Of course, Alex wrote Eliza love letters. John was pretty jealous, but that jealousy was subsided when Eliza had dumped Alex, saying he never did anything with her, apart from the love letters. She told him she came out as bisexual, just like Alex - except she found someone who felt love towards her for once. It was Maria Reynolds.

   John shook his head, sighing as he set Alexander's phone back on the coffee table. He'd be home any minute. He picked up a book and pretended to read, the thoughts of what he had just learned swirling around his brain, tormenting his thoughts.

Alexander's POV

Alexander got in his car. It had been a long day at work and he was in no mood to go over Eliza's. Though he had promised, he was too pissed off at Jefferson.  He had called him out as a whore in front of the whole office. Everyone had heard. Apparently he also knew about the fact Alex had turned his work into the boss an hour late, revealing that as well to the office.

It wasn't his fault. He had just been tired lately. Yes, he was pulling all nighters sometimes four times a week, but it was to get his work done. Many of those restless nights involved him falling asleep at his desk with John bringing his tired ass to bed around four in the morning.

Alexander eventually made it home to his and John's small apartment. It wasn't anything fancy, just a part of an apartment complex with a small patch of grass that was supposed to be a yard, with an old looking oak tree. He smiled slightly at the sight of it. It was Friday, meaning he didn't have to deal with Jefferson until Monday.

He stepped out of the car, closing the door shut behind him. He grabbed some groceries from the trunk of the car. Alexander  walked up and opened the door to the house, smiling when he saw John.
"Love, I'm home..." He called out, walking in the kitchen setting down the groceries on the kitchen table before walking back in the living room. John was glaring at him. "Welcome back. How was work?" He asked, his freckled face was devoid of any emotion, and his voice filled with sarcasm, almost hollow.

Alexander tilted his head a bit at John's not so warm welcome. "Are you okay? You sound mad-"
Alex was interrupted whenJohn abruptly stood up from the couch, snatching Alexander's phone from the coffee table and threw it at him.
"No shit, Sherlock! Fucking Eliza, Alex? Are you actually shitting me right now?!"

    Alexander's eyes widened a little as he tensed, taking a step towards John, who took a step away from him. Alexander stared at John. He had found out.
"Jackie-" Alex started, once again being cut off by John. "Shut it. You don't deserve to call me that. You really think I wouldn't find out? Alex, she broke your heart to be with some prostitute!" John yelled, huffing as he turned his back to Alexander.

Hamilton stared at John. He thought he was cheating on him? "John, if you read those texts, you know she invited me to dinner, right? Well it was just a friendly dinner, nothing more, I swear."

John's POV

  John listened to Alex. He turned around to face him. There were wet tears rolling down his face. "Alex, I thought you were mine. You can't possibly expect me to believe that. I know for a fact that Eliza loved you very much. You probably felt the same way, considering all those handwritten letters you gave her."
   Alexander stared at John. He frowned. "I did love her, but she was so clingy, John. She'd always ask when I was free because when I would be spending time with my own friends or working, she'd spam my phone."

John stared at the floor, taking in everything Alex had said. The shorter male continued, his voice soft-spoken. "Please, let's just put this all behind us..." John walked up to Alexander, hugging him.

"Look, I love you too but I just need some time alone for a while." John said quietly before walking upstairs, standing in ths bedroom doorway for a moment before walking in, shutting the door behind him. Both men had fallen asleep- John in the bedroom, Alex at his desk- again.

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