forever would be nice
pairing: willex
authors note: i emerge from the shadows! i don't have an explanation for this, i'll be honest. i felt like writing something that wasn't uni work!
Hold me.
Hold me and never let go.
Those are the words Alex wants to say, the ones that have been fighting to leave his throat for days since the club. Since the Orpheum. Since...
But every time he looks at Willie, he can't bring himself to say them. They get caught, like flies wading through honey, in his esophagus before they can even reach his tongue.
He tightens his grip around Willie's waist and pulls him tighter than he knew he was capable of, burying his nose in the soft, warm skin between his neck and shoulders. Inhales quietly, ignoring the tremble in his breath as he does.
Willie's arm stills halfway up Alex's back, right between his shoulder-blades. Alex stills too, swallowing thickly. His words go down with the saliva.
"You okay, hotdog?" Willie asks, voice like the melody of a lullaby. The sweetest sound Alex could ever dream of hearing.
Don't let go.
Alex clenches his jaw, buries his nose deeper, and lets his eyes slip shut. He nods.
"Yeah," he replies quietly, lips lightly brushing the hollow of Willie's throat. "Just... tired."
Willie hums, and Alex can feel the gentle vibration against his mouth. "We can stay here for as long as you want," he replies. His hand resumes its movement, travelling between the notches of Alex's spine like destinations on a road trip.
As long as you want.
The words ring in Alex's ears as he twists the fabric of Willie's shirt in his palm.
As they lie there together, curled into one another so much so that it would be hard to distinguish them as a pair, Alex allows his brain to calm.
As long as you want, Willie had said. As Alex finally lets sleep overtake him, he thinks: forever would be nice.
