Inescapable History, Inescapable Fates
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Red, White, and Royal Blue AU, written for the following Instagram prompts
"Straight guy worries he's being homophobic to gay roommate, realizes he's fallen in love with him.
Plot twist: it turns out I don't have any problem with Henry kissing guys if it's me he's kissing."
And
"Assassin is in love with the mark, but not enough to abandon the mission."
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Alex grabbed Henry's collar and almost pulled him off the bed, whispering in his ear, "Do it again do it again do it again,"
Henry suddenly pulled Alex into his lap and kissed him properly. Alex gripped Henry's collar so tightly he almost choked. Henry didn't care. Fuck breathing. He licked Alex's teeth and battled with his tongue for dominance. His fingers scraped up and down Alex's back until he found soft curls and pulled, hard. Alex threw his head back, gasping.
"You are the most annoying human-" Henry breathed into his exposed throat, placing a kiss on his collarbone.
"Love is great and all- Can you guys do this in your own room maybe?" Pez asked
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