hi, i'm alex. i'm a guy who writes sometimes.
will be nsfw, but everything will be under a cut and shit
my otp's are:
havok/banshee
thor/loki
dean/castiel
so this blog will be my fanfictions about them.
on the helicarrier
Special best buds
First of two chapters.
Author: Alex
Pairing: Alex Summers/Sean Cassidy
Rating: T/M
Summary: Post-movie. Charles' spending time on his office all day, Hank is in the lab. Sean and Alex are alone most of the days. And sometimes they do stuff that friends normally wouldn't do, and their feelings both confuse them.
It hadn't really been long since Cuba. Three weeks to be exact, actually. Charles hadn't started up the school yet, so there was just the four of them in the huge mansion at the moment. Charles, Hank, Sean and Alex. The school was probably going open for students in a month or two, depending how Charles is doing. He was spending most of his time on his office, sorting through papers and notes Hank had written for him. Notes such as, coordination’s for mutants that discovered in the Cerebro and where they are now and what their abilities are. But honestly, how long could that take to sort through? God knows what he was doing. And Hank was spending most of his time in the lab, he was still not used to his blue fur. He didn't like it much, but he said that he’s trying to be positive after all. ‘Mutant and proud’, as Raven had told him before disappearing with Erik.
Ergo, Sean and Alex spent their time with each other, since Charles and Hank was both busy during the days. Sure it’s a huge mansion, but there wasn't much to do really. So Alex and Sean spent their time in different ways. Maybe in ways friends normally wouldn’t.
It was cloudy and humid outside, finally after six days of soaking sun. Sean sat on the ground outside the mansion, back towards the cold brick wall, taking a smoke. He was wearing a green t-shirt and beige shorts that ends just above the knees. He was also wearing sunglasses, even if it wasn’t sunny outside. It was - as told - cloudy, but a weird light occurred. Like the sun was trying to push itself through the clouds. The light was killing him and gave him a slight headache, so he had to use them. He was barefoot, his converse stood beside him. It wasn’t really warm outside, but it was moisture so garment after garment came off his pale, freckly body. He sighed and pulled his hand through his red hair. It was insanely boring, there was literally nothing to do besides training and just… sitting. And he had trained enough for this week, in his opinion. Alex, on other hand, trains every day. He’s running, lifting weights, kills mannequins here and there and does small exercises like push-ups and sit-ups. Sean spent his time with watching him train, or wait for his training to finish so they could kill some time together.
Sean and Alex are best friends, but their relationship is kind of special. They both deny it though. The rush of warmth running through Sean when Alex is taking his shirt off during his training, or the way Alex’s heart rushes when Sean licks the tip of the bottle before drinking. That isn’t really a best friend’s reaction, isn’t it?
Sean raised his eyebrows and tipped his head forward to look above his sunglasses. He lowered his cigarette and exhaled a small cloud of smoke. He looked over the lawn and saw Alex walking towards him. He raised his free hand and waved, Alex did the same and started jogging. When he reached Sean he lied down on the grass in front of him.
“Dude you’re all sweaty” Sean said and poked him in his side with his toe. Alex laughed and nodded, he breathed heavily after his training.
“You’re smoking again?” he asked and looked up. Sean leaned his head back towards the brick wall, took a puff of his cigarette and exhaled.
“I sure do”, he replied. “I have nothing better to do.”
Alex put his arm over his eyes and sighed loudly.
“Your sunglasses are ridiculous.” he said with a laugh. He reached out his free hand and wiggled a finger back and forth. “Can I have some of that?”
Sean shrugged and handed him the cigarette.
“You shouldn’t smoke after training, douche.” Sean said with a smile.
“Shut up.” Alex replied and took a few puffs. Sean leaned forward towards him and reached out for the cigarette.
“Dude you’re gonna finish the whole thing, gimme that.” He said and tried to grab the cigarette. Alex laughed and rolled on his side with his back towards Sean.
“If you want it, you better grab it”, Alex stood up and raised his hand with the cigarette in the air. Sean could reach it easily, but he didn’t want to make it that simple. Instead he stepped back, crossed his arms and smirked. He opened his mouth, and Alex raised his hand with his palm out towards him.
“Whoa there boy, no screaming – that’s cheating.”
“Fine.” Sean said with a shrug, took his sunglasses off, tossed them on the ground and tackled Alex to the ground instead. The cigarette fell to the ground and was put out, but none of the boys cared about it. They rolled around in the grass and down a little hill. They stopped in a sudden, Sean on top of Alex, laughing and panting.
“Fuck you”, Sean said with a laugh and pulled his shirt. “Also this is sweaty and disgusting. You should do something about it.”
“Should I take it off?”
“No. Don’t you dare move; I’m having it nice like this.” Sean said and put his head on Alex’s chest and closed his eyes. Almost out reflex Alex started playing with Sean’s hair. Like it was natural for him. He could feel Sean’s breath, and Sean could hear Alex’s heartbeat. Yeah, it was nice like this. They were both quiet for around ten minutes, then Sean decided to break the silence.
“What time is it?”
“I have no idea.” Alex replied, still playing with Sean’s ginger locks. “When I quit training it was five or something. And when I got to you I think it was five thirty.”
“So around dinner time then.”
“I guess.”
“Are you hungry?”
“No.”
“Then let’s go inside. You gotta eat something anyway, you’ve been training all day. Come.” Sean stood up and reached his hand out for Alex to grab it, and pulled him up. “You have grass fucking everywhere dude.”
“Whatever.” Alex shrugged, but didn’t say no when Sean began to brush it off. Alex lifted his hand and pulled some grass out of Sean’s hair, with a grin on their faces they started to walk back into the mansion.
They ate together with Charles and Hank, and everyone went separate ways again after eating and after the plates had been cleaned. Hank didn’t return to his lab, he went straight to his bedroom with the words ‘I’m going to bed early tonight’. Charles went to his room too, and Alex and Sean was left alone. As usual, no big deal. They didn’t say much when they walked towards the common room with the little TV and started to zap through the few channels. But when nothing good was on, they just put on some kind of radio show with politics debate. No one really watched the TV, but they both sat in the couch, both with their backs leaned against the armrest. They started playing with their feet, kicking and tickling each other with their toes. They laughed and their feet moved faster. Alex threw himself on top of Sean and they both fell to the floor, laughing and rolling around like little boys.
“You think you can beat me huh?!” Alex panted and grabbed Sean’s arm, bended it to the side. Sean snorted and rolled around so he was on top of Alex instead.
“Yes I do”, he said with an evil smirk. Their wrestling almost got out of hand, but the boys laughed and continued. Sean pushed Alex a bit too hard and he fell into the table, it fell over and the flowerpot that stood on top of it fell to the floor and shattered into a thousand pieces. Charles must have heard, because he entered both their minds and asked them what was going on.
“We uh, the flowerpot fell over, prof.” Sean replied out loud, holding back a laugh.
“Sorry professor”, Alex said and smacked his hand over his mouth, it was hard trying not to laugh at the situation.
“Well clean it up then, and you boys should go to bed. It’s getting late”, Charles said and they felt how he disappeared out of their minds. The boys burst out in a laughter and picked up piece after piece.
“Yes, dad”, Sean said sarcastically. He turned to Alex and bit his lower lip. “I didn’t hurt you, did I? I’m sorry dude, I didn’t mean to push you that hard.”
“No it’s okay”, Alex said and smiled at him. “It was just a bump, the flowerpot took way much more damage than I. We’re mutants after all.”
The boys cleaned the shattered pieces up and put the table back in place, and they never really stopped laughing. They turned the TV off and left the room with their arms around each other’s shoulders.
“Are you tired?” Sean asked and looked at Alex.
“Yeah. I think I’m going to bed, you?”
“Yeah me too. See you tomorrow then?”
“See you tomorrow.”
Alex was right about to walk to the other direction, but Sean grabbed his arm and pulled him close in a hug. Alex didn’t hesitate, and he hugged him back. Not really knowing what was going on, but it felt good. It felt… natural, somehow.
“I’m sorry about the bump. Really dude I’m so fucking sorry.” Sean said when they broke apart, scratching his neck nervously. Alex bumped his shoulder and smirked.
“Dude, don’t worry. It didn’t hurt, okay? Go to bed now and I’ll see you tomorrow. Good night.”
“Good night.”
Sean and Alex walked different to directions, but they were still on the same floor. But their rooms were pretty far away from each other’s. When Sean got into his room, he closed the door and leaned towards it with a deep sigh. Suddenly all those anxious feelings bubbled inside him and he slid with his back against the door, down to the floor. There he sat, knees up to his chin, pulling his hair.
“Ugh what the fuck”, he whispered, tears burning in his eyes. What the fuck is going on? His relationship with Alex is not a normal teenager’s best bros-relationship. It’s something else, but what the fuck is it? Just what?! Sean cussed again and hit his head towards the door, two or three times. He started crying. He had feelings for Alex, he couldn’t deny it. It’s the classic one, he doesn’t know if Alex has feelings back or if he just sees them as best friends. It’s fucking impossible to know. Sean sighed and wiped his tears, stood up and stripped to his underwear. He crawled into bed and lied there for around an hour. He looked at his clock that stood on his nightstand. 1:02 pm. He sat up, kicked the covers off and got out of bed. He left his room heading towards Alex’s room, without bothering getting dressed. So he left in his undies. He’s done this many times. It’s not the first time they come to each other at night. Either it’s Sean coming to Alex, or Alex coming to Sean. But most of the times it’s Sean coming to Alex, and he feels a bit ashamed about it.
Alex couldn't sleep. He lied awake with his arms crossed behind his head on his pillow. He wasn't wearing a pajama, it was too warm for that. He was in his undies and nothing on his upper body.
He’d been thinking a lot lately. About him himself, and his relationship with Sean. He has a difficulty with trusting people completely, but already on Cuba after knowing each other so shortly, they trusted each other. When Alex threw himself off the boat, knowing that Sean would catch him and not miss. And how natural their behavior is towards each other. How natural it feels to lie in the grass on top of each other, or hugging for no reason. Or coming to each other during the night. It all just felt so natural. How did it become so natural?
His thoughts were interrupted when his door creaked open. Sean stuck his head in the little opening and cleared his throat.
“I can’t sleep”, he said. Alex sat up in his bed, Sean entered his room and closed the door. The moonlight shined through the window and fell over Alex’s bed and half of his floor. Sean stood in the shadows. Alex tilted his head to the side and watched him.
“What’s the matter? Come into the light.” Alex said with a slightly worried tone in his whispering voice. Sean took a deep breath, stepped forward and sat down on Alex’s bedside. Alex looked at him, lifted his hand and grabbed Sean’s shoulder, shook it gently.
”Hey,” he said. “What’s the matter..? Your eyes are all red and swollen… have you been crying? Sean? Sean look at me?”
”Dude just what the fuck are we?” Sean asked, without looking at him. He looked down in his lap, nervously playing with his own fingers. Alex hesitated for a moment. What would be a good reply for that one? Shit, what was he supposed to say? Sean glanced at him, and he bit his lip.
“We’re best friends, aren’t we?” Alex said, raised his eyebrows and smiled – looking for a decent reply. Sean sighed and looked down again.
“I don’t think best buds do these kind of stuff man.”
Alex raised an eyebrow and smiled half-heartedly.
”Do… do what?”
Sean looked up, looked at him with a frustrated expression. He made a gesture in the air with his hands.
”Are you shitting me, this! All this I – I just, agh! All these fucking things man. Come to each other during the night, hold hands in our sleep, roll around in the grass, lie on top of each other, play with each other’s hands and feet, hug spontaneously and… and I’m pretty sure a guy don’t get a hard on by watching his best bud take his shirt off…” The last sentence came out as a mumble.
Alex didn’t know what to reply. The worst part was that Sean was right. He was so right. Best friends don’t really do this kind of stuff, especially not two men. Alex looked down, searching with his hand for Sean’s. He found it, and started playing with his fingers.
”Then we’re… then we’re special best buds.” Alex whispered after a moment of silence. Sean sighed, that was a reply none of them really wanted. But for now, that had to do.
”Yeah. Special best buds.”, Sean said, and linked his fingers with Alex’s.
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