A/N ⬛👀
this is english this is french
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~john pov~
i was left dumbfounded with the beauty of this man. his voice, his dark, long hair, the way he talks.... it's mesmerizing. it was so hard for me to concentrate on the painting of the, now second cutest thing in the world, turtle because he was so handsome my eyes just naturally drifted towards him.
he finished folding his clothes quite fast, he didn't had many clothes and they didn't seemed new, most of the people then moving to the dorms had a problem with too many clothes, i guess he picked his favourites.
"john imma be back in about an hour" he said to me as i looked quickly back to the painting, realizing that i've been staring at his back for the last minute.
"ok alexander" i said and looked towards his beautiful eyes again. god i can lose myself in those eyes even with gps.
"just call me alex lol." he responded and started walking out but he turned around "also i might need a copy of the keys" i nodded my head
"oh yeah, come, they're on the table in the kitchen, the others already have their keys" i responded as we got to the kitchen table
"whatever happened to those two" he laughed and i chuckled in response
"well since they're a couple they're either 'buisy' or on a date or smt" i responded. i've known laf and herc for a while now, since freshman year. I remember when they sat me down and came out to me and told me that they were a couple i told them that i was gay too and we started laughing and we played mario karts.
"also, here's my number, incase there's a problem or idunno" he said and took a pice of paper from nowhere and a pen he had in his pocket and wrote his number on it
he left shortly afterwards and I went back to my room to finish my turtle 🐢 but i couldn't get hamilton out of my head so i decided to place it aside temporarily and draw a sketch of him from memory.
i drew every feature about him that i could remember. I started with the basic shape of the shoulders, neck, head, hair and started detailing it. i, for some reason, decided to start with his hair. combed back and tied up in a neat ponytail, with a few rebellious strands that shaped his face better.
then i moved on to his clothes and drew his sweater he had on, unusual clothing for this time of year, its june.
i then moved to his neck, pretty straight forward but i saw a few unusual patterns but i brushed them off.
i started working on his face. his cute lips a light shade, his nose just perfect for his perfect face, his eyes looked so similar to his real eyes but the slight tint of fear could be seen only by me and did he always had that scar over his eyebrow?
i wrote my thoughts on the corner and finished it with 'tho imperfections exist his imperfections are perfect, thus his imperfections making him perfect'
i blushed at how accurate it was, i was always better at drawing people and my visual memory was always concerningly accurate, i'll have to take another look at him.
by the time i was done i heard footsteps at the front door since all the doors were left open. i put the sketch book under other sketch books and stuff and took out my phone, making it look like i was doing something. "hey, i'm back..uh- john" i heard him walking in and i tried to inspect his face and neck but he was almost strategically turned around.
"hey alex, how are you" i asked him and he responded quickly with an 'ok, you' but it wasn't quite enough of an answer for me.
i got up and went up to him from behind after he put his bag on the bed and i placed my hands on his shoulders and he flinched badly but he laughed it off and tried to act casual, i didn't bit it a second, he looked slightly up at me with a confident face but his eyes didn't reflected confidence. i'll ask him later abt it.
"The love birds said they'll be back in about 5 minutes, let's wait for them in the living room" i said, my voice as calming as it can be and i saw his eyes softening.
"um ok, just a minute, i kinda wanna put the new sheets on the bed ye know" he said, i don't know if it was an excuse or what but i offered to help him wich he accepted with a smile on his adorabile face and after we finished. i just realized that he was like 3 hours late but it's better, i got to finish the sketch, another thing to ask him later.
the door burst open but it's not like we didn't expected it "JOHN WE'RE BACK" i heard mulligan scream "Is the new roommate he-" he started talking but he stopped seeing alex on the couch.
~alex pov~
i saw a man slightly taller than john, whom i assume was mulligan since he responded to that name and behind him i saw no other than my only friend.
"monsieur hamilton!" he exclaimed to me jokingly, he helped me with french and i helped him with English. we we're fluent in the other's language but his dummy thick accent couldn't be changed. i never thought that i would see him again after i left but i guess he really did ran away.
"monsieur lafayette" i answered back to him in the same singing voice. we loved to hang out before school because we weren't quite allowed to speak over a whisper in the house and we weren't allowed outside. "i never thought i'd see you again man" i exclaimed and did our secret handshake and bro hugged each other at the end.
"i'm sorry i didn't reach out but i couldn't really and didn't knew where you ended up" he said and i sympathetically smiled up at him.
"it's no problem my man, philip is ok? what happened to him?" I asked him, the image of when i last saw the young fragile boy stuck with me since i left. i got nervous seeing the change in laf's look and i understood it didn't ended up well.
"they literally got so angry when your agent took you and poor phil was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. he was already sick and after the bloody treatment he got he didn't made it." he said in french, i assume the other two didn't knew about the past. a tear fell from his eye and my heart broke, my tears started pouring down my face too "c'mon dear, lets continue at the table" he said.
he always was better at talking in french than english so after he learned to speak it fluently i learned french to communicate with him as well as i can. "i tried to get mr rochie off of the poor boy but miss rochie just pulled me aside by my hair and held a knife to my cest and made me watch them, occasionally cutting me through the tshirt i had on. They eventually got bored and she kicked me towards him and at that point he was barely breathing and he told me" he chocked on a sob and i held my mouth closed with both my hands to not do the same.
I saw mulligan going and hugging laf, kissing his forehead. i knew he didn't knew what he was saying but he still came and hugged laf only bc he was crying? that's heartwarming. Suddenly i felt two hands wrap around me and i didn't even cared to fight them, i only leant in the warm embrace knowing already who hugged me.
"he's last words to me we're 'do it, escape for the both of us'"he sobbed again loudly in the other man's shoulder "so i stayed by his side until he died and then ran away as he wished. he comes back alex, and some days thanks me in my dreams, others he screams at me, telling me that im a scared bitch for watching him be beaten to death and then ran away. but most of he times when de does he screams in two voices, doing both at the same time, just like you told me about james back there." he stopped
i broke down crying into john's shoulder and he just held me there, whispering in a calming voice into my ear to breathe after his pattern. Laf and mulligan left the kitchen so now we we're left alone. all i could hear was john's voice so i obeyed what it said, i mimicked his breathing and slowly calmed down enough to breathe properly on my own.
I looked up at him, his perfect blue eyes filled with so much patience but worry at the same time, he shouldn't spend his time calming a nobody like me. "i- i'm s- sorr- sorry." I whispered in his chest. it took him about two seconds to understand what i mumbled but when he did he pulled me in his lap and i didn't protested. Then i felt his breathing against my neck.
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A/N
that's the second chapter all done and dusted or whatever the saying was.
its kind of a cliffhanger kind of not, i will get better at the cliffhangers tho, don't you worry, i promise.
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i'll see you around, reader
- Zura -