There's a smile threatening to take over Alex's face, and he glances from his lover to the sky before he lays back onto the blanket spread over the bed of John's truck. The smile is what keeps worry from filling in all the spaces in the younger man's mind, because if Alex-overthink-my-life-every-second-Gaskarth is smiling after that long time of dead silence, nothing in the world could possibly be wrong. - an old one-shot of mine. very old. enjoy. ♡All Rights Reserved
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