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Alexander's POV:
I wake up curled next to John. He was already awake, staring at me "Morning Lex." He stroked my hair. "Morning Baby." I roll over to fully look at him.
No one's POV: (I got bored with first)
John kisses Alex on the head. The spot where John had slapped him was now a smaller burise but still quite  noticable, he carefully brushed the bruise "I really am sorry. I still a monster no matter what you say." Alex went to speak but John just placed a finger in his mouth "I don't want you to try defend me." Alex gave a sad look "Fine." He mumbled a bit annoyed. Alex smiled while playing with John's curls, sitting in a nice silence. John broke the silence "You should smile more talk less like this." Alex chuckled at this comment "Yeah right." John rolled his eyes "you know that I should try." The two laughed. Alex went to stand up but John pulled him into a hug "Johnnnn. We shouldd get food." He said each words a bit long causing John to laugh again. "That can wait. Right now snuggles." He burried his face in Alex's neck. "Where's Hercules?" His voice muffled. Alex shrugged his shoulders "They left on some business trip or something. So we have the house to ourselves until Monday." John kisses his neck "ok." He is all he could think of. Alex rolled over in John's arm to look at him "We should go get food." John sighed "finnnne." He released Alex, throwing himself off the bed falling on the floor. Alex crawled to the edge of the bed "Dramatic much?" John layed on his back looking up at Alex "No. I am not." Alex stepped off the bed careful not to step on John "Well while you lay there I'ma go make food." Alex walked out of the room. Once he got to the kitchen he started to make hot cearal when John came down. Wearing one of Alex's large hoodies, his hair down "Do you have a hair tie?" He asked trying to make his hair stay down. Causing Alex to shake his head "Nah this is my last. The rest who the hell knows." John gave an annoyed look "ugh." He sluggishly walked down the stairs over to Alex throwing himself lazily on Alex's shoulder, kissing his neck.
The guilt left a deep empty pit in his stomach. Alex could feel John's sarrow "Baby don't feel bad mistakes happen but they are over now." He didn't bother to look up from the bacon he was cooking. John tightened his hug "I don't deserve you." Alex smiled "I know.'
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Time skip

One week went by. Alex's cheek healed, John still had guilt eating away at him but was quite well at hiding it, Herc and Laf still hadn't returned. Only thing that kept John or Alex from looking for them is the daily texts Hercules would send.

"Lex!" John threw himself on Alex's lap while he was sitting on his bed writing. Alex groaned as the weight crushed him. John rolled over on to face Alex. Alex pulled his hands out from under John, placing then on his chest "What do yo-" John pulled himself up kissing Alex on the lips. Laying back down with a smile across his face. Alex looked at his excited boyfriend "Whats up your ass today?" John sighed "Nothing just happy." Alex smiled stroking John's hair "Really. And why is that." He was thrilled to see John happy for the first time in the past month. John stared off into the unknown "Martha called." Alex hugged John "Babe that's great." John pulled out of the hug laying back across his lap. John grabbed Alex notebook, reading the pages. Alex shook his head, rolling his eyes "nothing special in there just stupid story's." John finished "Your really good." Alex hummed "sure." Then looked at John "So going to tell me what Martha called about?" John shrugged "Just to say hi. They had mom's funeral last week. They moved away from my father to a friend of my mother's. And that's about it." Alexs smile faded a tad "why didn't you go to the funeral?" John whipped his head "I couldn't face that son of bitch that I am force to call my father." Alex gave a look of sympathy "I'm sorry."

Ok the chapters should start going somewhere. Soon. Maybe.

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