here’s to us (here’s to love)
Okay, so originally I was planning on writing daily for the JATP Valentine Week, but this one fic turned into a monster so instead I’m going to have one entry. This works for Day 5 of @jatp-valentine-week for both secret relationships and love letters.
This 14k monster is technically Willex focussed, but also has QPR Sunset Curve because that’s always my jam.
Sometimes people hide their romantic relationships from their friends, but that isn’t this. No, Alex and Willie are quite clear that they’re in a relationship - the challenge is that Alex’s bandmates have yet to realise. They might be… more than a little oblivious, but that’s okay. Alex and Willie have a number of plans and with prom right around the corner, it’s time to enact them.
-and,” Willie continues over the top of Alex speaking, giving him a grin that has Alex rolling his eyes, “the ghost then prevents the door from shutting entirely. And so we were able to quickly get out!”
The story of the school’s ghost isn’t a new one—just an old and familiar story. A helpful ghost haunts the school, an old teacher who passed away and came back to the school in the afterlife to guide new students through their school years. Of course, there are much darker tales, horror stories, but Alex has made sure to steer clear of that, and has ensured that his friends do the same. None of them need to hear horror stories of ghosts, especially not when the outcome would likely involve all of them combing back at night to see if they could find the truth.
One haunted house, and attempted exorcism, is more than enough in Alex’s opinion.
“Oh wow,” Bobby says, deadpan, flicking a piece of his orange peel at Reggie with a half-grin on his face. “You guys are idiots.”
Before Alex can respond to that, Luke grins. “Are we doing more pet names today? Willie called you ‘Honeybunches,’ Alex, in case you didn’t notice. And I’ve got a bunch of pet names I want to try out! We should definitely use them today, I think. Reg, what’d you think about quiver-quaver?” The fury of words has Alex blinking in confusion, and it takes him a second to actually understand what Luke has actually said.
Reggie flutters his eyebrows at Luke, leaning in. “I think I love it. Bobs, do you want to be Sugar Crush? I’ve always wanted to use that pet name!”
“I’d rather die,” Bobby replies, but notably doesn’t actually say no. Reggie cheers, because really that’s an answer in and of itself.
Meanwhile, Alex and Willie exchange looks. Attempt one, clearly, is a fail.
Perhaps they should have expected that. But that’s not a problem. After all, everyone knows that no first plan survives contact with the enemy.
You can find the AO3 fic here!
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