a/n: still know what you don't. :)) WARNING ⚠️ *** HEAVY DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IN THIS CHAPTER *** please do not read if you think you'll be triggered in any way, shape, or form.
third person
"hamilton, the water isn't going to bite you, please just take one step closer you're literally almost there." john coaxed.
somehow john had convinced alexander to come out to the beach at sunrise, and for some reason alex agreed. now john was standing waist deep in the water with his arms outstretched waiting for alex to take one step closer so the tide would come in and at least wet his feet.
that wasn't happening.
"i'm good right here." alex stated.
john sighed, letting his sore arms droop. he got out of the water and walked towards alex, hugging him by the waist.
"john, you're wet, stop!" alex tried pushing him away, dreading that he was getting his shirt wet.
"you've never complained about me being wet before, that's a first."
john let go, then proceeded to walk back to their room. alex just stood there, his face bright red.
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"laurens," alexander pushed away from john's grip while staring at the clock. "we need to get up, i'm hungry, tired, and i want to hang up with everyone else." alex whines.
john only groans in response, holding alex closer and tighter by the waist.
"five more minutes." john yawns, resting his chin on the smaller man's head.
"you said that an hour ago!" alexander protests.
john doesn't respond, instead he falls back asleep. alex huffs, then buries his head in john's chest. john wanted to be lazy, alexander wanted to be productive. he was also very sad about the fact that their trip would be ending in less than a week. he liked having the time off but at some points in time he wanted to be engrossed in a book or an essay, not just lounging around doing nothing but sleeping and eating.
"hamilton, shut up." john mumbles, covering his mouth with one finger.
"i wasn't talking!" alexander protests.
"all of what you thought you were saying in your head was said out loud. now shut up."
john's phone rings and he groans very loudly in response. he simply gets up to reach over alexander and decline the call. he doesn't even bother to see who it was that called, he then places his phone on silent. alex huffs for the umpteenth time, he's getting annoyed. why john was so tired was beyond him. instead of arguing, he simply decided to sit there and not say a word
that lasted about two seconds.
"laurens," alexander drawls. "please get up, i'm hungry."
"that's too bad." john replies.
"laurens. get up."
"you know you could call me 'john' now right? we're not necessarily enemies anymore." john deflects the whole purpose of their mini argument.
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