alejandro + flings/lovers & what he left them. text that’s on the photos under the cutttttt. warning for slight nsfw
alejandro’s flings (pt 1/????)
𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎
He’d slipped so many of his rings into Eduardo’s hand that day, Alejandro had surely thought that Eduardo would leave some of them behind. But sometimes, through the years, when it was dark and he was alone, he imagined that Eduardo wore one of them-maybe the thinnest of them, the one with the small onyx gemstone-on a chain around his neck, and that he never took it off, even when he had to get all sweaty to do warm-up drills.
𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎
Alejandro had been sixteen, still so empty after the loss of his best friend and lover, and that dark-haired boy had stared at him openly during the dinners they were forced to sit through. And so one night, Alejandro stayed up watching videos of questionable quality to familiarize himself with the, ah, technique, and the next day he went to his knees and took the boy in his mouth. And when he had to go back home, Alejandro sent him off with a crown made of orange blossoms.
𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒
The month he spent in Pólemos had been pure bliss, but it was inevitable that he would have to leave it all behind. Nevertheless, Alejandro still remembered the gifts they had exchanged that last morning, waking up in twisted sheets. He had taken one of the earrings he'd worn the night before-an earring in the shape of a cross, decorated with more jewels than he could count-and pressed it into Elias' hand. "Something to remember me by," he'd said.
𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐏
Never in a million years had he thought that Phillip would actually kiss him when Alejandro drunkenly told him that he would very much like to do so. That first week with him had been so perfect; Phillip was a phenomenal kisser, for one, and they soon found some...less-than-innocent uses for Alejandro's silk scarves. On the last day of their short vacation, Alejandro gently tied one of his favorites, the green one with pink flowers splashed all over it, around Phillip's wrist. "Text me later?" he said, with a wink, and Phillip had done just that. Among...other things.
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐘
The one night that he and the Glavnyan crown prince (now the Glavnyan king) were involved with each other, Alejandro had been too drunk to pay attention to anything except for how pretty Stasiy was, and how much he wanted to do unspeakable things with him. But later, he would end up lending the shirt that he wore that night to Genevieve in exchange for a braid crown, leading to much confusion between all involved parties.
𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐍
That last night they had together in Aciras, all that Alejandro wanted to do was to pretend that they could be together, that his life hadn't just been torn apart. And so Alejandro lay down on his back, pulling Anton on top of him, and Anton took him, then, as sweetly and as tenderly as he had the first time, and it wasn't until the next morning that Alejandro gave him the thin gold bangle. Mai told him, much later, that Anton had been wearing it when he died in prison. Alejandro didn't know how to feel about that.
