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It had been a long day, Alexander finally arrived at his house. He got his keys, opened the door and entered. He took off his shoes and looked around the house, he expected to see Laurens laying on the couch eating something or watching TV.
He wasn't.
Alexander roamed the halls of his home, searching for his lover, he was nowhere to be found. Alexander thought he maybe went out with Laf, so he went to the kitchen to prepare himself something to eat while supposedly "waiting" for John to come back. He made himself some Mac n Cheese, brought it to the couch and made himself comfortable. Alexander really liked animal documentaries so he put one on and eventually, the narrator's voice made him fall asleep.
Not long after, Alex woke up to some noise, sort of like, cries. It couldn't have been the TV, as it turned off by itself. Alexander got up from the couch and asked, "John?"
No response.
He went into each room of their shared flat and followed the whines that were coming out of one of those rooms. He stopped at the bathroom. The cries were coming from there. He knocked gently on the door. No one answered. He tried opening the door. It was locked. Alexander brought his ear to the door. More cries, now kind of muffled. "Laurens, you alright in there?" Alexander said while slightly tapping on the bathroom door.
"Mhm" John answered, trying not to make it noticeable that he was crying. Alexander was getting anxious, why was Laurens locked in the bathroom? "Shit." Alexander murmured
This couldn't be happening, he didn't see this coming.
"Can you please open the door?" Alexander insisted, not wanting to see what was at the other side. Nothing happened. He wasn't going to waste more saliva on asking John to open the door, so he went into his lover's room and grabbed some bobby pins John had previously left in his nightstand. Alexander knew what he was doing, as a teenager he had mastered the art of opening doors with bobby pins, so this was an easy task for him. He felt the lock undo. Alexander pushed against the door, opening it. The sight was terrible, John laying against the wall, tiny & large cuts covering his whole arm. John's eyes were red and puffy from crying.
"Oh no, no, no, no" Alexander muttered quickly, rapidly grabbing a towel, wetting it slightly and pressing it against the wounds.
"My dear boy, what happened?" Alexander said worryingly. John couldn't form a sentence without stuttering and messing it up. "Shhhh, don't worry, it wasn't your fault, I'm here for you." Alexander cooed. He gently cleaned the cuts and bandaged John's arm. He lifted him up, carrying him like a baby. He left him on the couch, Alexander then went to the kitchen to make some toast for John. He fed John his toast so he didn't have to make an effort. They cuddled while Alexander played with John's hair. John fell asleep in Alexander's arms. Alexander fell asleep too, leaving them both asleep in eachother's arms.
waow hi don't kill me i love angst
[THIS IS MY FIRST FIC, DON'T BE TOO HARSH]