John POV
I woke up from a strange dream... about Alex being eaten by Philip? I knew it was simply a nightmare, and that I shouldn't worry about it, but just to make sure, I reached over to hold my lover. He wasn't there.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes. The 3:04 moonlight glimmering through my window, casting light onto the spot where Alex should have been. I stumbled over to what used to be his room, now turned into an office, and leaned against the door frame. He didn't seem to notice me, so I walked closer.
"Alex, come back to sleep. Can you please take a break tonight?" I asked groggily.
"I have an important meeting with Mr. Washington early today, Before dawn. I need to work a bit before I get ready in a few minutes." Alex murmured.
"Dude, it's like 3 AM! I doubt Washington is even awake right now." I argued.
"Oh... fuck. Well, since I'm already up and wide awake-"
"Nope, not today! Good try though!" I cut Alex off, then carried him bridal back to the bedroom.
"All I want to do is work, what's wrong with that?" He reasoned, while I sat him down.
"Oh, so you don't want to do me?" I asked, knowing he hated when I made a dirty joke during an argument.
"John! You know I hate that! I hate arguing! I hate my classmates! I hate everyone! I hate hate everything!" He complained.
Okay, this was serious. He obviously wasn't in the best of moods, no shit, and I didn't know what to do. This wasn't he first time he's complained about hating everything, though. However, I never knew what to say in the moment. For some reason, my emotions decided that I should be angry, unfortunately.
"You hate everything? You hate me? Cause earlier this night I was fucking you. You hate that too? Is that why you want Jefferson-"
"Don't bring him into this! Or what happened! It has nothing to do with-"
We were basically cutting each other off left and right at that point.
"You're the one who brought hating me into this! You know what? I can't stand you right now! You can sleep in your office instead!" I yelled, pointing to my door.
He was silent for a moment, then left, mumbling about something I couldn't understand.
Alex POV
Fuck. Had John just broken up with me? I was trying not to cry.
He was going to leave, just like everyone else. I knew it. Right when I saw his perfect face I knew, he's going to leave when I need him most.
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Extra Ordinary
FanfictionAlex thinks he's nothing but ordinary John could beg to differ He thinks Alex is extraordinary Alex thinks John is the extraordinary one What does that make? An extraordinary love lol I'm gay