Impenetrable Heart | The Oneshot Collection

These Rainy Days

     A/N- Okay, so I promised the good people of Archive fluff and this is where I delivered! This is sort of a request, I got the idea from Archive's @KamilleK300Artz192 in one of their (amazing) sketches, which can be found on their Instagram @stup1d_k4m. Some fluff to heal all our souls in this dire time!

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     John stared silently out the window, his head rested on top of his forearm. The sounds of the rain outside put great justice to the dullness that was that evening. Alex was typing away at his computer in the living room, leaving John to his own devices in the quietness of their shared bedroom. He glanced at the clock again, hoping for some great amount of time to have passed. Sadly, there was only a ten-minute difference from the last.

     8:52.

     The house had gone quiet earlier than usual that night, the overcast sky robbing them of the usual daylight hours. Alex retreated to his workspace, while John putzed around until finally settling in his usual spot in the window. He found that staring up at the sky put his mind to rest more than anything, especially on clear nights when the stars were in full visibility. Sadly, that would not be the case now, as the sky was plagued by rain clouds. He stood up, sighing.

     He paced around the room for a while, trying to busy himself with whatever he could find. He picked up some dirty clothes and threw them in the hamper, tossed away some trash, organized shelves, anything to keep his hands occupied. As he was sliding some loose change off the nightstand, something in the half-open drawer caught his eye. He frowned to himself.

     I really shouldn't, he noted, mindlessly dragging his fingers against the smooth wood surface.

     Being killed by curiosity, he nudged it to open a bit more. The glint of a clear lens caught the light.

     Glasses?

     He carefully pulled out a pair of glasses from the drawer, holding them delicately between his fingers, trying his best not to smudge the lenses. He turned them over in his hand.

     "Lex, you wear glasses?" He chuckled to himself, holding them up to the light.

     He stopped, considering. After a few moments, he opened them and carefully slid them on. He looked around once, and nearly tipped over from the prescription that sent his eyes into a frenzy. God, was Alex blind? Once he managed to steady himself, he wandered to the mirror, placed right on the door, and leaned in, trying to see himself. He automatically laughed. God, he thought. I look horrendous in glasses. Bet Alex wouldn't though...

     Just as he imagined it, the door swung open, nailing him right in the nose.

     "Oh-!"

    He stumbled backward as Alex stepped quickly into the room, looking wildly around.

     "John, I am so sorry-!"

     He stopped upon seeing John, who awkwardly stood in front of him, still wearing the glasses. He threw them off, awkwardly placing them behind his back, knowing very well Alex had already seen them.

     "John, what are those?" He asked, a hint of a smile on his face.

     "These are... my shoes," he said slowly, gesturing down to... socks. He groaned.

     "I'm sorry," he said, handing him the glasses defeatedly. "I saw them and I couldn't help myself."

     Alex laughed, taking the glasses from him.

     "I didn't know you owned glasses," John said, crossing his arms.

     Alex sighed, turning them over in his hand.