Views ❁➳ 𝘘𝘶𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘺𝘏𝘘 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

eleven

your point of view

I watched as Alex turned off his switch and struggled with the charger. The charger wouldn't reach far enough to be able to place it onto his desk. While watching his failed attempts at making the charger reach further was fun and all, you decided to step in.

"Fucking hell, Alex. Why don't you just let it charge on the floor?" I questioned him, studying his furrowed brows as he tried different angles to put the switch on the desk. I came up from behind him and tried to grab the switch.

"Hey hey! Trust the process. I got this," Alex stated. Like magic, he managed to put the switch at the right angle on the desk before I could even reach the switch. I crossed my arms as he stared at me with a smug look on his face.

"Fine.. but I'm fucking starving. Can we please just get the snacks already?" I danced in place like a toddler throwing a temper tantrum. In hindsight, it was unlike me to behave that way, but I guess that's the Alex™ effect.

Alex put his hand in mine and my mood shifted entirely. His hands were surprising soft for someone with such a loud personality. He looked into my eyes as he led us back to doorway where I once stood.

"Of course, monada," He exclaimed joyfully as he continued leading us down the stairs. As it is midday, Alex's parents were downstairs. He spoke to them in Spanish, which was quite confusing as the listener.

They went back and forth about something, and I knew they were talking about me. My name was constantly being said and I felt the blood rush to my face. Fortunately I wasn't the only one, as Alex's face turned to a dark crimson shade as he fired back at his mom. The only thing I could make out was "Ella no esta embarazada. Nosotros no tuvimos sexo." which is interesting how I'm not fluent but I picked up those words.

> translation: She's not pregnant. We didn't have sex. <

He quickly ushered me into the kitchen and hid his face from me for a few moments. Immediately opening the pantry, he had his back turned to me as he surveyed what they had.

"I don't know what you Americans have but I'm a high class man," he began, "I only eat fine cuisine."

"Yeah yeah sure, kid," I said nudging him aside to stand beside him in front of pantry. This isn't my house so I didn't know where to look for snacks exactly. My eyes scanned the area, gliding over the various cans and boxes. My eyes locked on one of the boxes: cheezits! I grabbed them off the shelf so quickly that it left a path of destruction in it's path. The biggest flop of it all was a box of rice that came tumbling down, leaving grains all over the kitchen floor.

"Shit... I'm so sorry," I trailed off as I looked at what I caused. It was like a crime scene. All that was missing were evidence markers of the fallen box, the box of cheezits in my hand, and widely dispersed rice pellets.

"It's okay, Y/n," He stated as he grabbed a broom from one of the corners," I've been a dumbass for wayyyy too long. This isn't the first time it happened."

I looked at him as he began to sweep it up. His mom is asking what happened I presumed from the living room. Guilt overwhelms my body. "You know what," I said, stepped close to him and grabbing the broom," I'm going to handle this myself."

I began trying to sweep the mess when I noticed his grip never loosened on the broom.

"Y/n! Don't you see me trying to be a nice guy," He said, taking the broom back," I'm handling this m'lady." He walked swiftly across the kitchen away from me and began sweeping again. I folded my arms.

"I didn't come here to be treated like a princess, Alex," I rolled my eyes," Plus I made the mess myself anyways."

"You're so beautiful though, y/n," He stopped sweeping and threw his free hand to the side," Maybe if you didn't look like a gorgeous damsel in distress all the time, I wouldn't try to be the Mario and your Peach."

"And I'm assuming that the rice is Bowser in this equation?" I raised an eyebrow.

"You fucking know it."

"You're an idiot," I laughed as he swept the rice into the dustpan and dumped them in the garbage."

"At least now la princesa can eat her cheezits in peace," He said before bowing in front of me," I'm your unwavering servant, Y/n."

"Stop being stupid," I said while raising him back to him feet, "Let's go watch a movie or something."

"Whatever you want, monada."

"Stop being cute or I'm literally going to beat your ass," I glanced over to him," Not even kidding."

He's a strange character.

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author's notes:

I was gone for a while but I'm back so.... expect more updates now. dassit bye.