(honestly if faybian wasn't a demon he would have a backstory that formed daddy issues as an adult XD)
Faybian's confused smile turned to amusement as he listened to Alexander. "So you admit that you Love me?" Faybian grinned and gently squeezed back. "I know, dear. I know what you mean. I'm not looking forwards to talking Luce but it'll be worse if this is kept hidden from him." He nodded and pressed a kiss to Alexander's hand. "Go ahead, I'll finish and clean up here. I'll probably be back tonight but if not, I'll see you in the morning at the latest." He gently carressed Alexander's cheek and stood, gently pressing a kiss to his head. "Go, you'll be late." He promted softly, gently nudging Alexander.
(EYYYY GUESSED IT XD)
Alexander giggled and moved away from the kitchen. "I'm going, and I'm going." He closed the door behind him and started getting dressed. He did his morning routine before putting on some clothes. He wasn't sure if he should go with his usual bummy look or something that made him look a little more sociable. He sighed and grabbed a black tortuous neck sweater and put a beige blazer coat over it. He was tall enough, so it didn't look stupid. he was taller than most people except for Faybian and his absurd demon height. Alexander then put on jeans and headed towards the front door. Alexander started to tie his hair up while holding his glasses in his mouth. Once he finished, he put back on his glasses and dusted off his jacket. "I'm leaving!" He announced, slipping on his shoes near the front door.
(XD)
Faybian watched him go before laughing to himself and gathering the empty cups and plates, for once in his afterlife, feeling content and trueoy happy being with his contracted soul. In the past he had always felt tied down or degraded by his contracted solely for being perceived as a sinful being willing to accept any conditions. But with Alexander he felt like he could be himself, with limitations on killing of course but he didn't miss the act of ending somome else's life. At least not now while he was genuinely happy. Snapping his fingers, he changed into a more comfortable outfit for the time he'd spend at the apartment tidying up, deciding on a light sweatshirt and a comfy pair of sweatpants. He pulled his hair back into a tight bun and pinned it in place with a hair stick, not minding the bits that were too short to tame and began on the dishes, humming softly to himself. He glanced up when he heard Alexander andpeeked out of the kitchen to find his human standing by the door Ina far more acedemic outfit than he had ever seen him in. With a smile he walked over and adjusted Alexander's suit jacket and shirt, muttering to himself how humans these days knew nothing of dressing in a finely tailored suit like they did before. With a final look over, which was more for faybian'a benefit than for Alexander, he nodded, and gave a pretty little wave as he went back to the kitchen. "I'll see you later tonight." He called, going back to his chore and humming
Alexander gulped as he was examined. He watched Faybian watch him before leaving. "Y-Yeah, I'll see you tonight." He looked at Faybian clear the kitchen for a good five minutes. How could he have looked away when he looked so perfect. He sighed before realizing he had an early lab to do. Alexander now hated school. He snapped out of his thoughts and turned towards the door. Alexander left the building and started on his way toward the school. The walk felt long, maybe because he stopped or bumped into someone every five steps because his mind was on Fayabian. When Alexander finally got there, he was a little early, so he took this time to nap. When he woke up, it was time to start the lab. It was late, maybe around 8, when Alexander finished. He hung up his lab coat and left the classroom. He had forgotten entirely about Faybain for half the walk home, but then he was reminded of his stupid grin and started walking a little faster. Now he had someone to come home to. That made his chest tighten. He wished he had superpowers to teleport home because walking was much too slow.
"Lord Faybian Leander of the Rath ring. Never in a thousand eternities did I imagine you to fall in love with a human. Much less tell me about it." Lucifer purred, watching Faybian squirm from across his desk. Faybian have a halfhearted glare. "And never would I imagine you to relish in my happiness, Luce." The King of hell shrugged, "I don't really care what you do and don't do, literally or figuratively just so long as it doesn't affect the order, or lack there of, I have in my kingdom." Luce looked up at Faybuan pointedly, a grin crossing his featured when he says Faybian duck. "Besides, I haven't seen you get this enthusiastic over anything since your little escapade in the 20s. Now that was a problem. Fun I'll admit but still a problem." Lucifer stood and ran a hand through his disheveled hair. "You must tell me, what's made this human so special as to be grande the affections of Faybuan Leander? Notorious for not living a soul, hm?" Faybuan could hear the bite in Luce' voice when he said human. He wasn't find if the idea one but but Faybian figure this was the least of the king's worries at the moment. "I'm not sure, if I'm being honest. he shares my love of science. He's creative and unknowing adorable in a way I never thought myself attracted to." Faybian shrugged again, uncomfortable speaking about his feelings towards Alexander like it was a therapy session with his overlord. Luce just nodded and sat prettily on the edge of his desk. "Still with an angels heart I see." He mused, laughing softly. "I hope to meet this soul one day. He seems…interesting."Faybuan knew better than anyone that was his cue to leave. He stood and bowed. "I would like that Luce." He turned towards the door, checking phone on the way out. Already 11:00pm in the living world. "Oh and Faybuan," lucefer called sweetly. Faybian glanced back. "Carefully with humans dear. You and I both know how they affect the heard of angels fallen. I wouldn't want you getting hurt again." Faybuan nodded slowly before leavung, wanting to pick a few things up from his estate before he went back to Alexander, all the while his death replaying in his mind but instead of his past friends, it was Alexander watching the house burn, watching Faybian burn.
Faybian had asked Genevieve to watch over Alexander's apartment while they were both gone. She had ask if she could spook him a but but, disappointingly got a no. By the time Alexander got back, the place was prestine and a warm dinner was on the counter waiting along with a bit written in crayon from the girl. "Take care of Lord Faybian or else."
(Lucifer is the best. I was bout to fight him if he said no)
Alexander walked in the door, slipping off his shoes and hanging up his coat. He noticed the note and wondered if it was from Faybian. He didn't even know he owned crayons until now. He then figures he let someone house sit. By the looks of it someone, he knew well. "Of course, I will who do you take me for?" Alexander headed back to his room to undress and then take a shower. This time his shower ended peacefully without injury. As he pulled on the shorts of one of Faybain's t-shirts he found lying around, he made himself a cup of coffee. Yes, it was a little too late, but he needed to stay awake somehow. It was far too early to be asleep. He cleaned up the kitchen a bit before entering his lab and began working on some school work while waiting. Alexander had a hard time focusing because he wasn't sure if Fayabian was allowed to be with him, and if he weren't, it would not be fun for his heart. At all. He could be long gone for all he knew. He sat there staring at a chemical compound and sighed. "I need a pet to keep around 24/7, don't I?" He spoke to the bottle as if it were alive and could hear him. "Maybe I should get a dog."
(supportive, if not skeptical. Mostly curiously how this will end XD)
"Under no circumstances are we getting a dog," faybian said from the threshold of Alexander's bedroom. He had only arrived a few moments ago but upon not hearing Alexander, he quickly made his way around the apartment then directly to his room, worried something like yesterday night had happened again. "Neither of us are here often enough to give it the attention it deserves, nor do I think your college would approve of a dog in your living quarters." He looked relieved and exhausted, more from his conversation with Lucifer but also from finding Alexander safe. "On a more pressing note, what are you doing still awake? I certainly hope you didn't stay up this late just to wait for me. I told you to get some sleep. He walked over and lightly rested his hand on top of Alexander's head. "How was your lab today?" He asked softly, tiredly but still interested. "Is that one of my shirts?" He chuckled lightly and shook his head. "It looks nice on you."
(Honestly, I'm kinda curious too)
"Ay Dios mío! No puedo creer que me hayas asustado así! Podrías haberme dado una advertencia o incluso una advertencia! puta, te juro que un día sentirás mi dolor!" Alexander held his hand over his chest. He sighed. "You gave me a heart attack!" He turned around, wrapping his arms around Faybian. " I was so worried. I thought that maybe he wouldn't like it and… I'm just really happy you're here. How could you expect me to sleep when waiting for big news like that?" Alexander didn't want to let go of Faybian. "So since you're here, I guess that means we can be together, right? He leaned back, holding Fayabins waist. "And my lab went perfect as usual. We had to work in groups of three, but everyone had already paired up, and I was left alone again, but that's fine. I mean, I was able to do the bad alone. So, it wasn't bad, I didn't mind. Besides, I finished early like always. So I got to leave early." He looked down at his shirt. "Oh yeah, thank you. I can take it off if that's not okay with you. I just saw it lying around, so I figured I could wear it. Oh! Even if I couldn't get a dog, I would keep one anyway." Alexander grinned.
(I love that Alexander and Connor speak Spanish, always love to representation <3)
Faybian tilted his head in surprise when Alexander yelled at him in rushed Spanish. "Perdóname, querido. No quise asustarte." He apologiezed, wrapping his arms around Connor and squeezing him close. "I'm not entirely sure Luce is completely on board but he's too curious to interfere." Faybuan chuckled lightly and pressed a kiss to Alexander's head. "Yes, dear. We can." He reassured, lightly brushing the back of his hand along Alexander's cheek as he explained his day. A slight frown crossed his features when Alexander mentioned working alone again. He sighed softly and gently tugged Alexander up out of his chair and into a proper embrace. "You're positive you don't mind? As much I love the idea of being the center of your attention, having other friends is healthy, dear. Both for your work life and personal life." Faybian said, a smile returning to his face almost immediately. "No, dear. You can keep the shirt. I have plenty more. As for the dog, fine but I have no responsibility over anything the ball of fluff does." He wanted, gently taking a step back and backing to the bathroom to shower and change.
(ofc! Ofc!!!)
Alexander walked with him to the bathroom and leaned against a wall. "I tried. I did try. It's just…" He held his arms and looked toward the table in the middle of the kitchen. "Very time I went to go talk to someone, they were already talking to someone else, and then I tried to ask, but they would already have a group of three. I even asked the teacher if there was a way there could be a group of four, but none of the groups wanted to. So, I just left it to go. I did try. I swear…" He chewed on his lip and looked back at Faybian. "Such is life. I'll leave you to shower now. It's late, so I'll be in bed by the time you're out." He sighed and went back into his lab to go clean things up. Alexander wanted nothing more than to curl up in those sheets with Fayabin rather than cry himself to sleep, but he couldn't do that now. All he could do was stress clean and then get in bed and wait, precisely what he did. Alexander thought of every possible question Faybian could ask him so that he could create the perfect answer.
“I believe you dear.” Faybian reassured, reaching out and gently rubbing his arm. He wanted to say more, wanted to draw Alexander close to him, threatening anyone with a gruesome death that dared make Alexander feel so unloved and unwanted. Faybian didn’t know much about modern life but he had learned in his hundred years of solitude that life wasn’t meant to be spend alone, wanting to be a part of something but never being given the chance to. “I’ll join you in a bit.” Faybian said, reluctantly letting Alexander go. He efficiently pulled off his clothes, glad to be rid of clothes that smelled of sickly sweet smoke. He showered in warm water taking longer than he intended, the cracks on the wall distracting him. He flinched when he touched them, only imagining what was going through Alexander’s head when he had punched a wall. He let out a low growl and finished his shower. Scrubbing his face in his own frustration and dragging back his hair, suddenly punching a wall didn’t sound so unbelievable. He pulled on a loose shirt and pj pants before taking a deep breath and calming his breath. Alexander was in Faybian’s care now. And, as hard as it was to admit, In his heart. Faybian had never wanted anything so strongly than to protect and make sure Alexander was safe. His position as lord, and his revenge for his lost life came close but it wasn’t the same as his want to be with his human. He walked out to the bedroom, surprised to find what had been cleaned from what he could only described as an organized mess. “We can’t have you cleaning this well, what will I do to occupy myself when you’re gone if everything in the house is already clean?” He asked softly, flicking the lights off before he walked over the bed and settled beside Alexander, the soft glow from a few bioluminescent liquids at Alexander’s desk and Faybian violet eyes the only source of light in the otherwise pitch black room. “Rest, dear.” He murmured softly, gently tucking Alexander close and tangling his limbs with his human’s. He conjured the velvet blanket and tucked it around them both for warmth and comfort. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
Alexander scoffed. “Yeah, I guess I have to leave something for you to do.” He moved with Faybian taking advantage of the newfound warmth. “I just tend to clean a lot sometimes. It’s a habit.” Alexander looked at the hem of Faybian‘s shirt. He ran his fingers over the ridges, completely forgetting that nighttime was for sleeping. He wasn’t listening to Faybian either. Everything just fell silent as he stared off, basically daydreaming. The lab wasn’t fun. The lab sucked. He got to watch people laugh and not have to perfect outcome while he finished early and got an A+ with a more than perfect outcome. As little as his complaints seemed, they made him feel awful. Alexander should be thankful that he was so skilled with science and such an excellent student, but the more he was praised for his work, the more of an outcast he felt. “This sucks…” he whispered. He hasn’t registered that Faybian said good night until after his sentence. “Yeah…good night.” He snuggled up close to Faybian, hugging the male tightly in his arms. Alexander never wanted to let go. He felt that if he did, something terrible would happen, and he would never get to see him again.
Faybian glanced at Alexander and sighed softly, brows creasing in worry. He turned on his back so that Alexander was on top of him. “I almost prefer you punching a wall than this. At least then I know how to take care of you.” He murmured softly, barely registering how Alexander’s fingers skimmed his stomach as he toyed with his shirt. Just barely. He brushed a hand through alexander’s disheveled hair and tapped his nose to get his attention. “What happened dear? What sucks? From what you’ve told me, other than the group thing, you had a pretty decent day. Unless you didn’t tell me something?” While Faybian couldn’t see anything physically wrong, he could still tell something was off with Alexander. “Tell me, Alexander, please. Else neither of us will sleep well. I doubt you want a sleep deprived demon in the morning do you?” He tried to tease but he was both tired and worried for Alexander.
"I hate complaining about things I should be proud of. I'm an A+ student at one of the best science schools in the nation. Not only that, I have a stay-at-home job that pays exceptionally well. Whenever I think about a life I wasn't, this makes me so happy. A life where I could play video games all day." Alexander sat up, crossing his legs. "I feel the absolute worst person in the world for thinking that my life sucks when other people have it so much worse. Even you. Your past life or whatever was probably more suckish than mine." Alexander clicked his tongue.
"The lab…the lab went perfect. Everything went perfectly. When you're surrounded by people who know each other but don't want to know you, everything seems to go wrong. I get stares and disgusted faces when I leave early. I get weird looks in the library reading instead of preparing for finals like everybody else. I'm younger than everyone else there because I graduated early, got my master's early, and now I'm in my final year of getting a doctorate. I should be proud of everything I did to get here, but I hate that I'm here. I hate myself for hating that I'm here. Yes, all of this is swirling around in my mind while you're holding me, which is the first place I feel safe since who knows when. I feel comfortable with you, and making you worry about someone so shitty makes it even worse. It would be best if you didn't have to worry about me like this. No one should." Alexander leaned against the wall, looking over to his desk. "This whole thing is stupid. My problems are foolish and immature. I should be better than this. Something like this shouldn't affect me but it does. I'm sorry."
Faybian frowned slightly, scooting up into a sitting position when Alexander had moved off of him. "Dear," Faybian cooed softly, "Don't say that." He said a bit more firmly as he reached for Alexander's hand to gently tug him back into his embrace. Anything to bring back that feeling of comfort and safety. For once not for himself but for his concern about Alexander. He'd do anything to reverse what Alexander was feeling right now. The first step he'd take was holding his human as close as possible. "Do not apologies, and do not hate yourself." Faybian said, flinching at how commanding his voice sounded. "Please," he added more gently. He gently nudged Alexander's head and pressed his lips to his temple. "You're allowed to feel like shit Alexander. Just because you're amazingly and impressively successful does not mean you don't have your own issues. It's not stupid to feel lonely and it's not stupid to feel like your missing out on something. And, please, for the love of Lucifer, don't hate yourself for feeling something so human, please dear. It's not easy being alone. Believe me it's not easy at all. But you'll find your people, soon Alexander. People who appreciate you for you, who recognize your brilliance and who are excited to share their time with you. You've mentioned graduating soon, there's a whole entire world for you to explore after that. People to meet if you wish." Faybian encouraged, with a smile, only realizing now that most of what he was saying didn't include him in the picture. But Alexander needed more people in his life other than a radio demon lord bound to him by a contract. He shook the thought away and focused on the fact that they were together anyways. Faybian was wholeheartedly convinced that he would stay with Alexander, with or without a contract.
Alexander's nose was twitching, and his throat became dry. He held back the tears he's been wanting to cry since he got home. His hold wasn't strong enough, and they slipped out. It started light, but it soon felt like he was calling a river. Even snot was coming out of his nose. "I…I look so ugly when I cry, jeez." He tried to wipe away his tears and stop crying, but the tears kept coming. He leaned on Faybian's shoulder. "I'm sorry about your shirt…It's all wet now." Alexander couldn't look at Faybian. He was a grown man being a cry baby. How could he? "Thank you…I'm sorry I made you worry. I didn't mean to, I swear. Everything suddenly seems so hard, and I'm not sure why. The more things I notice, the more it hurts. I don't know what to do." He held Faybian tight. Much tighter than before. It felt amazing to have someone other than himself in this room, in his bed even. "I'm such a cry baby. Thank you…" He leaned back and held Faybain's cheek. "That is probably very disgusting. I will take my hands off now…I'm going to go to the bathroom to wash my hands, face, and stuff. You might also want to come since I just put salty tears all over your face." He was still crying, but it wasn't about sadness, more like relief and a bit of happiness. "You are way too good for me and to me."
With any other contract, ones Faybian really couldn't care enough about, he would have shoved them away for crying all over him, if he even let them get to that point around him. But with Alexander, all Faybian wanted to do was hold him close and take away his sadness. He didn't know how to take away someone's physical sadness so he tried the next best thing and kept talking. "You do not. You get yo look however you like when you're crying." Faybian knew first hand just how bad he looked while crying. He knew how terrifying he looked based on other people's experience on the way he looked when pissed, so he really couldn't judge. "I don't mind, dear. I have plenty more. Though now that you're so keen on stealing my clothes, that statement may soon be false." He offered a small, teasing smile and nudged Alexander's head, gentky squeezing back. "I have a feeling that I'm going to worry about you now more often but again, dear, I don't mind at all." He murmured, pressing a soft kiss to Alexander's brow before standing with Alexander and gently guiding him to the bathroom. "I'm anything but good dear. Yet for some reason, you just happen to bring out my angelic side. You go first, then I'll change." He said, hiding a yawn and settling in Alexander's desk chair to wait instead of being tempted to sleep in bed
Alexander gave a breathy laugh, trying to wipe away his tears for the last time. "Yeah, yeah, I'll be back soon." He strolled to the bathroom, squeezing his shirt, both from the cold and how shaky he was. He never spelled out his feeling to anyone like that ever. He didn't have too many opportunities, not to mention. He leaned over the sink and looked at himself in the mirror. He has cried like that for who knows how long. It felt nice, but it gave him a headache and made him look like shit. He took a deep breath, thinking about their conversation. He wanted to cry more to think about the burden he must have placed on Faybian. Alexander turned on the sink and started to splash his face hoping that the cold water could erase the uneasy feeling he had. It didn't. He washed and dried his hands along with his face. He leaned over the sink, fixing his hair into a better ponytail than before. Alexander looked at his glasses on the sink and then looked back at the mirror. "No big deal. It's not like you left yourself completely vulnerable for him to break your heart later. Right, because you let him knock down all your walls so that he could leave one day, you won't be able to go after him because he's in hell. Yup, everything is fine…" he sighed and walked back to the room. Alexander was shocked to see Faybian sitting at his desk instead of his bed. "Hey, how come you're sitting at my desk. Is there something wrong?" Alexander walked over to the desk and leaned on the edge. He then started playing with his finger hoping it would calm him down. He needed some sort of to play with so that he could tie it into knots and then have the stress of untying them later. However, right now, his hands were the next best thing.
Faybian had severely underestimated how comfortable a desk chair could be when he was this tired. He didn’t think it’d matter where he was going sleep, he’d most likely fall asleep in an instant if he didn’t find a distraction soon. Thankfully, Alexander’s desk was full of distractions, though Faybian knew if he touched even just one liquid filled bottle, he’d make a mess, one he wasn’t so keen on cleaning up at the moment. So Faybian settled on redeading the massive research paper at the edge of the desk. It had been ages since Faybian read an academic paper, he was surprised at how much the rules had changed but it still, somehow, made sense to him. He settled as comfortably as he could in his seat, long limbs poking out of the chair as he pulled his feet up into the seat and nestled the report in his lip. He rested one hand under his chin and began reading, eyebrows arching in intrigue. He only looked up with an embarrassed start when Alexander spoke. He set the stack of papers back on the desk, looking sheepish at being caught reading. “No, nothing is wrong dear, I just anted to preoccupy myself while to washed up.” He said all too quickly to be casual. He sighed softly and nodded his head to the now slightly asked pieces of paper. “Its good.” He murmured softly, slowly detangling himself from the chair and stretching. “Something wrong dear?” Faybian asked, lightly resting a hand atop Alexander’s to cease his fiddling for a moment.
"No, no, no. Nothing is wrong." Alexander sat on Faybian's lap, curling up back into the warmth he longed for. Just Like a cat. "No one sits at my desk beside me, so my mind went straight to distress, is all. From the looks of it, you seem perfectly fine." He took Faybian's hand and looked at the report Faybian was reading. "You think it's good? The first compliment I've gotten in…10 years. You'd be surprised how easily teachers get bored of complimenting when all you do is succeed." Alexander scoffed. "I guess things and people get boring from time to time. Don't mind my fidget thing. You will see very soon that I do it all the time. I'm like a child trapped in the body of a grown man whose intelligence is off the charts." Alexander was close to sleep by the time he finished ranting. "I'm thinking about publishing it. I'm not entirely sure where or how, but I will. I don't know what will become of it, hell, if anyone even cares. Other people may also appreciate it if you think it's good." Alexander closed his eyes, far too tired to keep them awake. It was the middle of the night, he cried, he washed his face, then felt like crying again, and now he was in the most comfortable place in the world. "Can you make Belgium Waffles tomorrow? I saw them online, and they looked delicious…"
Faybian didn’t believe he could blush anymore than he already was but he didn’t dare make a move to get up as Alexander curled up in his lap. Instead he gathered the smaller human and held him close, burying his blushing face into he crook of his neck. “Sorry, I just didn’t ant to fall asleep before you came back. Sitting here seemed like the better option.” He peeked up when Alexander took his hand, finding himself surprised for the second time that day. It the first time in lifetimes that someone voluntarily seemed his touch. If he ever had a chance to hold someone’s hand, it was loosely, usually spurred into action by Fabian himself, never the other party. Yet now, here was a human who continuously seemed him out and actually held on. Faybian gave a small smile against Alexander’s skin and gently laced their hands together. “Well, to be honest, I don’t care what others think. It doesn’t change that what you’ve written here, and probably what you’ve written in the past ten years was brilliant. If others can’t be bothered to give you the recognition you clearly deserve than they don’t deserve another ounce of your attention. He lifted his head and pressed a kiss to Alexander’s head, “If it doesn’t hurt you, I don’y mind a bit dear.” He murmured, slowly standing with Alexander in his arms. “I’m sure your work will reach millions,” he reassured softly, setting Alexander down among the plush blankets and pillows that had piled up. “Is that so? Grew tired of my little experimentations so now you’re resorting to the wide world of the internet for cooking ideas?” Faybian teased with a knowing grin. “Very well, I’ll see what I can tomorrow. For now, sleep.” He prompted gently. “I’ll only be a moment.” He promised, letting Alexander go so he could change out of his current shirt into a clean one.
Alexander giggled when Faybian dug his head in his shoulder. "There you go again, getting flustered. Stop acting all high and mighty. Even flustered, you are still very scary in your way. Besides, what is there to be flustered about?" He patted Faybian's chest. "You think so?" Alexander hadn't felt someone's belief in t em for who knows how long. He didn't think of Faybian as some demon or only his partner or whatever they were. Alexander thought of him as a friend as well. That's what he asked him to be, but it was genuine. It wasn't because of some stupid contract, but because Faybian wanted to. Alexander leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm glad you think I'm brilliant even though sometimes my solutions are not the best. It means a lot. More than you think." Alexander squeaked, holding on to his shirt as Faybian stood up. "You have to give me a warning." He gasped, acting insulted that Faybian could ever think such a thing. "I would never. You're cooking ideas are amazing. I was looking at the internet since there is so much out there." He mumbled, grabbing the nearest pillow to hug. Alexander pulled the sheets over his shoulder, stretching his body into the proper position.
Faybian quickly slipped into the bathroom and changed into yet another t-shirt. He sighed exhaustedly and almost flopped bside Connor, blindly tugging the other against him and nuzzling into the blankets and pillows. "Are you alright?" He asked softly, draping an arm around Alexander's waist and hugging the human close. "And thank you dear. I didn't spend a hundred years in hell without picking up a hobby or twenty." He chuckled lightly. "Niw come here, I didn't confess my feelings to you just to get replace by a damn pillow." He plucked the pillow away from Alexander and turned him over to that he was facing Faybuan instead. "There, much better. Giod night, dear." He murmured softly, letting his body relax and sinkninti the warmth of the bed into the presence of another body.
(I love Faybian like I find him to be very funny)
"Good night, Faybain…" Alexander shifted in response to being moved by Fyabian. The pillow was okay, but Faybian was even better. He enjoyed that as he went to sleep, and for the first time, he dreamt that he and Faybian were in a rocking chair on a porch by a lake. A very calm and pleasant dream, if he must say. He woke the next day, remembering nothing from that dream as most people do. The sun was too bright, so he hid his face in Faybian's neck. "No…" he groaned. "It's not time to get up yet…It's too early," he groaned. Alexander shook his head, hugging Faybian tighter than he was during sleep. "Tell the sun to go away, Faybian. It's being rude." Alexander was tired and way too out of it. However, his headache from last night did disappear. SLeep always made him feel better no matter what mood he was in. That's why he cherished it so much. "We should stay here all day, just the two of us. No chemicals or cooking hazards because your mind is elsewhere, just us, sleeping. All fucking day." ALexander pulled the blanket farther up his shoulder, trying to feel the maximum amount of heat on such a cold day.
"dear, if I could control the sun I would but I'm not God." Faybian murmured, voice deep with sleep. He sighed softly and cracked his eyes open just a smidge to gaze down at Alexander and so that he could slowly get used to the warm light streaming in. "As much as that sounds like the closest thing to heaven I will ever get, I don't think I'll be able to cook from here. And for your information I only burned four pancakes yesterday. No thanks to you might I add." He huffed, gently poking Alexander in the side. He stretched the best he could while in Alexander's grasp before immediately going back to hugging Connor. "But if staying here is all you with to do today, who am I to ague? Though we won't be able to try that Beligium waffles recipe you found yesterday." He cooed teasingly, idly rubbing the length of Alexander's spine and toying with loose strands of hair that had come undone from the ponytail. Faybian decided to help and undid the rest of the ponytail, massaging at Alexander's scalp.
