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Alex is running, Alex is also extremely late. With a coffee in hand he agreed to meet his sister at 11:00 if is now currently 12:05 He’s in deep shit. He’s had a crap day as it is and he couldn’t handle anything else going wrong. It currently occurs to him that he most likely looks like a complete lunatic running through the streets, it’s also blanketed in snow so very helpful. Running down the streets he turns a corner an slams into an innocent bystander just walking the streets. A huge amount guilt rushes to his face, lying on top of the man he pats his jacket to get any of the coffee off of it, he knows it won’t do anything but it’s the thought that counts right?
“Shit omg I’m so sorry” Alex continue to wipe down even though it was useless.The man cleared his throat.
“Mm would you mind” The man says and Alex now remembers that he is currently still on top of the man. They exchange a intense look and Alex is quite sure what it means.
“Right, yeah I’m so sorry” Alex rolls of him and gets to his feet.
“It’s fine” The man says. He has an English accent, Sandy blonde hair and eyes bluer than the ocean and Alex can’t tear his eyes away from them.weird.
As Alex stands up he reaches for the man’s hand and after a few seconds and a begrudging eye roll the man takes Alex’s hand in his. Alex pulls him up and watches.
“Look I’ve got to go” The man says sharply. Alex finds himself completely bewitched by this man, his broad shoulders and perfectly styled hair.
“Okay look man I’m really sorry-“ Alex says but the man cuts him off.
“Look I appreciate your apology or whatever and thanks for spilling coffee on me I guess but I really must go” The man huffs out.
Alex looks like he had been slapped in the face. The man looks him up and down and knocks passed Alex with his shoulder and he can’t actually believe how rude he was. Well I mean he did knock him over, lay on top of him for arguably too long and spill coffee over his rather expensive looking coat but he apologised that. Alex knows exactly who he is, a self-entitled prick. As he watches the man storm away he whispers under his breath “dick”
When Alex finally makes it to June and Nora’s apartment he is worn out and pissed off.
Nora buzzes him up. As she opens the door her head is already doing a disapproving nod.
“I know, I know, I’m late I’m sorry” Alex sighs.
“Mmm well Alex did you at least get me that nice coffee” June pushes him onto the couch.
He rubs his temples and thinks back to the events that just occurred.
“Okay so let me get this straight, you bumped into some random guy, basically straddled him and spilled coffee on him now you’re upset with him” Nora questions him.
“Baby bro, don’t you think you’re overreacting just a tad” June says placing a hand on his knee with concerning eyes. Alex pushes her hand off his knee. Why is she being so weird.
“No bug,I am not, he had no right to be that rude”Alex spat out, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms, he’s almost certain he looks like he’s a toddler having a tantrum. Never mind.
“Ok fair enough, but you’re acting kind of obsessed about it. It’s not like you’ll ever see him again” June says pouring a coffee having absolutely no idea of the irony of that statement.
“Yeah get over it Alex you’ve been here for let me check, 2 hours and have not shut up about him”
“If I didn’t know any better your already in love with the man” Nora says attempting to grab a slice of pizza.
“Shut up Nora, Urgh you don’t get it” Alex throws a pillow at her. He catches a look Nora does towards June like they both know something he doesn’t .
“So tell me Alejandro was he hot” Nora wiggles her eyebrows.
The thing is Alex can’t stop thinking about this mystery man, he doesn’t know why, something about him is just so aggravating and Alex can’t explain what. He wishes he could just get this man’s punchable face out of his head.
“Well was he” June says curiously.
And well Alex has a lot to think about.
Henry opens the door to his apartment, to a similar yet comforting sight of Bea and Pez curled up on the sofa watching one of many of those random drama shows they seem to always find. Astonishingly they are yet to run out. Henry cannot comprehend why they like it, too many seasons, too much going on, he could never catch up. He shakes his head affectionately.Only to be told “oh do shut up Henry I know you secretly love the drama” by Bea. When he opens his mouth again a pillow is hauled in his direction.
“Might I just add that you are in my home using my television” Henry is once again cut off by both of them shushing him.
“Where do you think your going H Mm, no time for us” she pouts.
“It’s getting juicy haz, come sit down darling” he pats the seat next to him.Henry takes his coffee stained Burberry coat of and hangs it up, pulls off his bag a huff out a long sigh due to the day he’s had and squishes himself between Pez and Bea. Maybe they can feel the tension within his shoulders or the sadness in his eyes.They pause the tv and look at him.
“Perhaps a chat” Pez said glaring at Henry, he knows better than to say no to him.
“Fine” he says begrudgingly siting in front of them.
“How did the meeting with pip go” Bea says genuinely interested.
“You know the usual I don’t care or respect this family I can’t do anything right” he hates himself for it but he can’t help as his eyes well up.He finally cracks.
Bea puts a hand on on his back rubbing in slow circles just like their father had done when they was sad or sick, a loving gesture that makes him feel better but cry harder at the heavy feeling of loss.
“It’s so stupid I hate how he always gets to me” Pez wipes his tears with the sleeve of his ridiculously
Pink jumper.
“I fear I was in such a state in trying to get back home I bumped into a man and he spilt his coffee all over me” he puts his head in his hands.
“Well did you at least get his number” Pez jokes and Bea snorts in turn making Henry laugh.
After what seems to be the 100th episode of the night they finally turn the tv off.
Tired and worn out he stands up ready to go to bed when in reality he knows he won’t. He’ll contemplate going to sleep, lie down, stay awake and read a book for the rest of the night. Insomnia is a pain in the arse.
When he opens his mouth he’s interrupted by Bea.
“ One more” Bea pouts again puppy dog eyes staring up at him.
“I’ve watched I don’t know how many of those episodes with you” Henry sighs raising his eyebrows.
“Come on even Pez is asleep” she glances at him as he snores away.Henry grabs a blanket a beagle one, a Christmas present from Bea, he pulls it over Pez’s sleeping body. Giving them both a kiss on the cheek he says goodnight offering Bea the guest room even though she has already claimed it as her own.
That night Henry, after a lot of reading finally gets to sleep, that night he dreams of a man with bronze skin and a head of chocolate curls. He wakes up in the middle of the night, and well Henry has a lot to think about.