a vacation to become more? (pt.1) - Alex Høgh Andersen
This is my first time i’m doing this so it may not be good
(oh and english is not my first language, do not hesitate to tell me my fault)
Warning : sex mentions (soft), friendly Alex but a little bastard
Today was my first day of vacation but also and especially the day i take the plane to the Danemark, to see my long-time friend Alex !
It’s been a long time since i’ve seen him.
For my holidays i wanted to leave, get out of my country, discover other things, so when he sent me a message for my birthday, i can’t stop thinking about Denmark.
When i asked him if i can come, he jumped everywhere.
i didn’t want to disturb him but he insisted that i come to his house, then i’ve accepted.
My sister will come later, i told him, and that i really didn’t want to bother and that i’d take a hotel for her and me.
She planned the whole road trip,
but not the week i were alone, so i were a little stressed, i didn’t speak the mother tongue of Denmark and i don’t set up enough for this trip but it’s too late.
On the plane i stressed out even more, if i don’t find my way out, and if we don’t let me out of the airport, for whatever reason.
It’s okay, the landing was good, i were in a coffee shop to decompress before leaving the airport, i looked at my phone, it was still in airplane mode, once in 5G, i saw that i have several messages.
Sister: Did you leave?
Can’t wait to join you!!!
Call me when you get there
I can’t find the salt where is it !?
i looked up, then answered even if i don’t know where i put the damn salt.
Alex also sent me messages and tried to call me.
Alex: If you want I’ll come get you
so you don’t get lost
and?
Are you in there?
allo?
ok you must be on the plane
call me when you get there
ok… i come
i feel stupid not unlocking my phone before, maybe he’s gone ?
i ran out to the only exit of the airport, in the distance i saw someone who looked like Alex. The boy had all the characteristics of Alex at least in my memory. Tall, wide shoulder, simply outfit but class. i weren’t close enough to see if he had blue eyes or even a mischievous smile.
Okay, i had 70% or 80% chance that it was him, gather all my courage i bypass him while keeping my distance, to get back to him. I wanted to scare him, i come close, to be an inch away from him
And there, i do not know if it is the fault of the fatigue of my work added to the long flight or the excitement of the holidays and to see my friend again but i catch him by the arms and i screamed “DADDYYY!!!”
Alex startled and some people turned around, i immediately regret my act,he laughed and took me in his arms, i feel yourself flying maybe because it was comfortable or because he lift me off the ground. He rest me, and greet me, after 2 minutes of ordinary conversation (how it goes, good flight, your hair is growing, work…) we went out to get his car, it was a pretty nice car I have to admit, we put my luggage in the trunk and he started the car. We talk about the landscape, the weather and nothing in particular. After 5 minutes of silence, it was not awkward but relaxing. The volume of the music was low, which adds to this quiet atmosphere. A red light, it slows down, the music on the radio had changed, it was more sensual (as if by chance)(Doja Cat style). I quickly turn to him, he looks out the window, I decide to change the music, the car restarts, he took my hand quickly and he took it off the radio. Alex put my hand with his on my thigh and look at me, he brings his head slightly closer with an empty look and said
“daddyyy” likes this song
He puts his hand back on the wheel with a smirk on his face, i turn to my window with a bright red face.
Some time later he parks in front of a two-storey house, even if it was summer it started to rain slightly. I turned around he had already taken my luggage, and he kindly give a kick in my leg for me so i can advancing, I opened the door because he had his hands full. His house was charming but I think his mother must often pass by, in my memory Alex was not as manic, or even had passion for the little objects useless decoration. Anyway, while i were admiring his living room, he was already upstairs, and he called me “get your ass out of the living room." I joined him he had put my business in the corner of the room. The room was small with a low ceiling and a window that gave onto the street, in the back against the wall a "bed” it was big mattress on each other
I laughed, he looked at me and started laughing,
(Alex) If you want to sleep in my room I’ll sleep on the sofa
(y/n) No, don’t worry, it looks comfortable
(Alex) My bed is much more; says with a perverse smile on his face
I hit him in the arm falsely piss off
(y/n) arrghh, s'il te plait arrête, cette chambre est parfaite
(Alex) as you want,… if you want my room you can have it and its owner with; said he with the same perverse smile
(y/n) that’s the condition if I want to sleep in your bed ?
he starts to tickle me, I have kept myself at the door frame not to fall so much I laugh
in a split second he carries me and by reflex (like a bitch why I do that?) I wrapped my legs around his waist and I’m almost sure to feel something hard, and before I realized what was going on he landed me in bed, and kissed me on the forehead and left, he turns around in the doorway and says
(Alex) rest you the flight a was long, you will need to be in shape
he winked at me followed by a smile full of implied and left to close the door lightly
How can I rest after this?
Song inspiration : Doja cat : Women ; Kiss me more Clairo : Sofia
Aesthetic : https://www.pinterest.fr/15alicenoguero/just-alex-and-you/
I hope it was a good start, it was the first time I wrote a fanfic
not hesitate to tell me my faults , inconsistencies, in short everything good or bad.
I was a little inspired by @teeninpanic
