Boyfriend Jeans - ‘Kota//Alexios
Because, despite everything, they never made it clear.
w/ @mpxalexios
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They need to talk about it. Dakota knows it as he looks up at the ceiling now, chest rising and falling as he steadies out, calming down again. They should have talked about it after the first time. His lips pull into a lazy smile as he pushes a hand through his pale hair now. Hmm sweaty, he makes a bit of a face about it too. Slowly he turns his head to look at the person next to him.
Laying beside him is Alexios, coming down just like he is. Dakota says nothing as he lets his eyes roam over his form, exposing and softly lit up by the light that filters in from the window. He looks perfect and from head to toe it’s clear as day that he is related to a love deity- the man is heavenly to behold! Don’t get distracted. Dakota pulls his eyes away from staring and looks at the ceiling again. Absently, he brings a hand up to gently roll the beads of his rosary across his chest, a habitual action done when he has something on his mind that is weighing on him. How do you even bring this shit up when it’s this far along?
Do you just roll it out? He exhales a breath still thinking even as his body visibly seems relaxed. They had been through the first time- well his anyway, they had been through the gala and had gotten close despite an awkward bump in the road of Alexios not talking to him for a bit after he had taken… Dakota blushes lightly. It was a sort of assumed thing, or at least he assumed. But what did Alexios think? He obviously thought it was good to come back. Those hazel eyes look to the other beside him again just for a second before going back once more to the ceiling as Dakota taps his fingers on his bare chest.
“Hey..Alex? Can I ask you a personal question?” he starts and then fully looks toward the other.
He props up a little, resting his head on his own arm as he bends it to support himself. “Are...we…?” No, that’s not right. “I was just like curious…” Nah, that ain’t it either. The plush of his lower lip is caught by his teeth for a second before he releases it and gives up trying to find a better way to ask what’s been on his mind.
“We dating?”















