I love Jalex
Title: The Secret Life of the Waverly Wizard - Part 6 of ?
Rating: R/ M just to be on the safe side
Pairing/Characters: Alex/Justin - Jalex, other characters
Warnings: AU, incest, underage drinking and I'm sure I'll think of more
Summary: When did it start? When exactly had he started looking at his annoying, spoiled, bratty, impulsive, adventurous, funny, dedicated, talented, beautiful, little sister as more than that, as a woman.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Wizards of Waverly Place. Goddess I wish!
An extra special thanks to Applepips16 for being an awesome beta and helping me out!
This chapter is now edited :)
Comments are Love!
"You never let anything stand in the way of something you want. And tonight, just for right now, I'm going to follow your example."They were still standing in Alex's room. Justin had his arms wrapped around her while hers were still awkwardly by her sides. He purposely lost track of time, knowing however long they stood like this, it wouldn't be enough.
"I promise, never again." He stepped back from her and waited, waited for her to push him away. When she didn't right away he took that as a sign of consent so he leaned forward. His lips brushed hers and the kiss was soft and sweet and could almost be considered innocent if it wasn't between them. He kisses her again, harder this time, and it contained some of the leashed passion he'd lost control of in August. He swept his tongue into her mouth and tackled her while pulling her body back to him. It was amazing how her body melded in to his, with one of her thighs between his legs. She still didn't raise her arms to touch him but she reacted to the kiss positively. A possessive fire burned inside Justin. He didn't want this to end and didnt want this to be the last kiss they shared, but he'd already promised and he couldn't keep hurting her by fulfilling his own needs.
He was hurting both of them by doing that.
So when he couldn't breathe anymore and he felt like he was sucking life right out of her, he stopped. He stopped and stepped back, breaking them apart and while he physically ached at the loss of her heat, her smell, her touch, he did it anyways, for her.
He stepped away from her so completely that within one step he had done his best to bury this part of himself. He couldn't let it exist anymore. He wanted her to be his but not at this expense.
When he looked back at her, her face was flushed and her lips were swollen. Her eyes were still closed even though he was no longer in her personal space. She didn't look as pained as she did before he hugged and kissed her. She looked almost calm and that took a tremendous weight off Justin's shoulder. Unsure of what to do next Justin slowly backed away to door. When she heard it open Alex opened her eyes and met his gaze. She smiled softly at him before getting into bed, pulling her blankets up to her chin, and settling her head on her pillow.
"Good night," he mouthed to her before she closed her eyes. Then Justin flicked the light switch off and closed the door to his sister.
The next morning a tentative calm seemed to have settled on Justin and his family. When Alex had come down, last of course because she needed her beauty sleep, she had been all hugs and smiles when she magicked her presents to appear under the tree. Justin was sure she was acting like this to assuage their parent's anger since they had missed her last night. And from the look of the hugs she was receiving, he was right. Aside from the normal Christmas cheer, Theresa and Jerry were thrilled their elder children were getting along, after never getting used to the tension and sometimes open hostility they had been privy to the last few months.
Everyone was gathered in the living room surrounded by an array of colors on ripped up wrapping paper. Alex was covered in paper going as far to have some tangled in her hair; she'd been so excited to receive her gifts. She had more paper around her because some of her presents had been fairly large, like a new easel and some more canvases. She also had the most paper because she had enjoyed giving herself gifts. Aside from her art supplies she now had a few new scarves, a pair of boots, and some earrings.
Justin was happy with his haul. Max had gotten him a new robot building kit. While thanking him, Justin still tried to play it off, he was in college, too old for robots. But they all knew better. They knew if the sub shop wasn't too busy for the rest of his holiday break, he might complete it before going back to school. From his parents he had gotten a multitude of magazine subscriptions for both the mortal and wizarding world. They covered topics like chess, chess against robots, monster hunting, and more. They had also gotten him some new clothes and the new Tears of Blood cd.
He was organizing the subscriptions in alphabetical order when he noticed Alex had one more present to open. Berating himself gently, Justin realized it was his present for her that she had inadvertently saved for last. He should have realized sooner that she hadn't gotten to it yet and he readied himself for her response.
For her part, Alex didn't seem to know who the present was from. To her, it was just another carefully wrapped box with her name on it. She didn't bother noticing the name underneath. She tore at the paper, destroying it in less time than it had taken for Justin's spell to wrap it in the first place. Then the simple box was tossed to the side and Alex held her gift. Initially the picture frame was turned downwards so Max and their parent's interest wasn't spiked until she turned it over. As Alex did so they leaned in to see what the image was.
At first no emotion crossed her face and Justin clenched his fists in anticipation, fearing she would hate it. It was one his favorite photos. Over the years he had taken many photos that he treasured and kept framed in his room. Some photos of his family he had taken to college with him but others imaging Zeke and the guys from Alien Language Club, or the World Leader Summit, or graduation were safely admired in his bedroom. Although, he had taken the one photo of him and Bibi Rockford with him to school in the hopes of making him cool with his roommate. (It was too bad he knew that she was a copy from his wall, but no one else needed to know that.)
This one in particular that he was giving to Alex was one from their family vacation. It one of a few that was just the two of them and to top it off it was taken just a few hours after everything had been set straight by the Stone of Dreams. Since Alex had declined going to hotel party, the whole family had spent the rest of the day doing numerous activities and by dinner that night everyone was pretty tuckered out. Well not he and Alex, Justin remembers. There was just something about nearly not existing that kept an annoying amount of adrenaline in your system long after the fear was gone. Justin still wondered how Max was able to sleep so easily that night when he was so wound up. So he and Alex had gone down to the beach, far from the bar and loud music and sat down in the sand, just the two of them. The waves were crashing up the coast and every once in a while one would reach up and tickle their toes. He'd known they didn't have much time until high tide so he did his best to enjoy the last bits of the day. After everything he and Alex hadn't fought about anything and she still hadn't returned to her teasing ways. He wasn't sure he'd still be so lucky the next morning. (If he remembered correctly, they might have made it to lunch before things went back to normal.) Even though they were far from the party, an employee came over to them and offered to take their picture for money. The man probably assumed that he and Alex were dating but since he never said anything there was no reason to justify why it wasn't okay when Alex put her head on Justin's shoulder or when he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Sure it was stupid to buy a picture from a vendor but they were on vacation and in a good mood. So they smiled up at the man and 'click' Justin's favorite picture from the trip was available for pick up the next morning.
Why had they only gotten one copy? Well, because Alex was cheap and insisted that Justin pay and when he realized that he only had enough for one, Alex had stopped caring about it completely. She had walked away and joined the rest of the family and probably never thought about the picture again.
But she was thinking about it now, remembering that night when everything was just right. When there were still no crazy emotions between them or at least she didn't have knowledge about them. This time, when they were still kids, if they had problems their parents could bail them out. When struggling between what was right and wrong wasn't such a big deal.
Alex stared down at the picture silently and Justin continued to fret about her response. Since their daughter still hadn't said anything, Jerry and Theresa started cleaning up the living room, grabbing a garbage bag and tossing empty boxes and torn wrapping paper into it. Max, like Justin, still had his eyes trained on his sister, trying to understand why one photo could cause her to go mute. But he was losing patience and kept looking from her to their parents and back again. So he missed her wipe away a stray tear that had managed to escape her eye. All he saw was the forced smile she put in place before she met Justin's eyes.
"Thank you," she said simply, holding the frame close to her. Then she forced a laugh before saying, "I didn't get you anything." Justin and Max rolled their eyes. This was common enough considering over the years Alex had given all her family members necklaces, earrings, and other girly things that she would just take back for herself.
"That doesn't really surprise me," Justin responded, light in tone.
"Alex, honey," Theresa chimed in, "That's not very nice. It is Christmas after all."
"Don't worry Mom. I'll make it up to him for his birthday."
"Yea, like you even know when my birthday is." Justin shook his head, a smirk on his face.
"Well I wouldn't, but you always insist on circling the date in permanent marker on all my calendars. You even put it in my cell phone."
"I should try that! Last year I got a card three weeks late and no present. And that's bunk." Max huffed, sitting on the couch with some paper Jerry had missed and a glue stick.
And just like that all the tension really was gone. Yes, Justin had seen all of Alex's reaction to his gift but they had fallen back into their normal banter so effortlessly that it was easy to not ask her about it. Besides, he knew what it was tied to, what had happened last night and back in August. But his promise the night before hadn't just been a promise that he wouldn't kiss her again, it was a promise to do his best to stop hurting her. And making her admit that his gift had caused her to act girly and get misty eyed, would hurt her and her pride. So he let it go and did his best to enjoy the rest of the day and start his new robot.
The rest of their break was easy and fun, more like before, though he and Alex didn't spend as much time together. But now they were able to get through working together and they did watch a movie one night like they used to. But unlike the days where Alex would lounge across the couch, to the point where her legs would be across Justin's lap, now they were at different end of the couch, separated by a bowl of popcorn. At least now Alex shared.
Before he knew it, break was over and Justin was packing to go back to school. He wasn't ready to go back, not when he and Alex were mending their relationship. It would never be like it was; he was smart enough to know that. But what it was obviously hadn't really worked for him considering what he felt for his sister. Spending time with her hurt, he wanted to touch her, even the casual contact they had before the summer would be nice, and it didn't have to be intimate. But he could survive without touching her so long as she didn't breeze through his life like he didn't exist.
Like in August, he was up early to catch the train. Theresa and Jerry were already downstairs eating breakfast and Max was getting ready to go to school. He hiked his duffle bag over his shoulder and headed for the staircase. Alex was waiting for him in the hall.
"You're coming to the train station with me?"
"Psh, yea right. I'm going back to bed." Alex smirked at him. "I'm just up cause I heard you banging around. Can't you pack quietly?"
"I'll try harder next time, your highness," Justin retorted, shaking his head slightly.
They stood there awkwardly for a moment before Alex said, "Have a good semester." She stepped closer to him and reached up on her tiptoes to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. Then stepping back, she moved into her doorframe.
Justin was momentarily dazed but fortunately not enough to miss the muttered, "I love you," that passed Alex's lips. He grinned brightly at her, clearing understanding her meaning.
"I love you too Alex." He stood there another moment even after she went into her room and closed her door. Then he went downstairs, had some breakfast, and went with his parents to the train station.
Don't forget: Comments Are Love :)
Rating: R/ M just to be on the safe side
Pairing/Characters: Alex/Justin - Jalex, other characters
Warnings: AU, incest, underage drinking and I'm sure I'll think of more
Summary: When did it start? When exactly had he started looking at his annoying, spoiled, bratty, impulsive, adventurous, funny, dedicated, talented, beautiful, little sister as more than that, as a woman.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Wizards of Waverly Place. Goddess I wish!
An extra special thanks to Applepips16 for being an awesome beta and helping me out!
This chapter is now edited :)
Comments are Love!
"You never let anything stand in the way of something you want. And tonight, just for right now, I'm going to follow your example."They were still standing in Alex's room. Justin had his arms wrapped around her while hers were still awkwardly by her sides. He purposely lost track of time, knowing however long they stood like this, it wouldn't be enough.
"I promise, never again." He stepped back from her and waited, waited for her to push him away. When she didn't right away he took that as a sign of consent so he leaned forward. His lips brushed hers and the kiss was soft and sweet and could almost be considered innocent if it wasn't between them. He kisses her again, harder this time, and it contained some of the leashed passion he'd lost control of in August. He swept his tongue into her mouth and tackled her while pulling her body back to him. It was amazing how her body melded in to his, with one of her thighs between his legs. She still didn't raise her arms to touch him but she reacted to the kiss positively. A possessive fire burned inside Justin. He didn't want this to end and didnt want this to be the last kiss they shared, but he'd already promised and he couldn't keep hurting her by fulfilling his own needs.
He was hurting both of them by doing that.
So when he couldn't breathe anymore and he felt like he was sucking life right out of her, he stopped. He stopped and stepped back, breaking them apart and while he physically ached at the loss of her heat, her smell, her touch, he did it anyways, for her.
He stepped away from her so completely that within one step he had done his best to bury this part of himself. He couldn't let it exist anymore. He wanted her to be his but not at this expense.
When he looked back at her, her face was flushed and her lips were swollen. Her eyes were still closed even though he was no longer in her personal space. She didn't look as pained as she did before he hugged and kissed her. She looked almost calm and that took a tremendous weight off Justin's shoulder. Unsure of what to do next Justin slowly backed away to door. When she heard it open Alex opened her eyes and met his gaze. She smiled softly at him before getting into bed, pulling her blankets up to her chin, and settling her head on her pillow.
"Good night," he mouthed to her before she closed her eyes. Then Justin flicked the light switch off and closed the door to his sister.
The next morning a tentative calm seemed to have settled on Justin and his family. When Alex had come down, last of course because she needed her beauty sleep, she had been all hugs and smiles when she magicked her presents to appear under the tree. Justin was sure she was acting like this to assuage their parent's anger since they had missed her last night. And from the look of the hugs she was receiving, he was right. Aside from the normal Christmas cheer, Theresa and Jerry were thrilled their elder children were getting along, after never getting used to the tension and sometimes open hostility they had been privy to the last few months.
Everyone was gathered in the living room surrounded by an array of colors on ripped up wrapping paper. Alex was covered in paper going as far to have some tangled in her hair; she'd been so excited to receive her gifts. She had more paper around her because some of her presents had been fairly large, like a new easel and some more canvases. She also had the most paper because she had enjoyed giving herself gifts. Aside from her art supplies she now had a few new scarves, a pair of boots, and some earrings.
Justin was happy with his haul. Max had gotten him a new robot building kit. While thanking him, Justin still tried to play it off, he was in college, too old for robots. But they all knew better. They knew if the sub shop wasn't too busy for the rest of his holiday break, he might complete it before going back to school. From his parents he had gotten a multitude of magazine subscriptions for both the mortal and wizarding world. They covered topics like chess, chess against robots, monster hunting, and more. They had also gotten him some new clothes and the new Tears of Blood cd.
He was organizing the subscriptions in alphabetical order when he noticed Alex had one more present to open. Berating himself gently, Justin realized it was his present for her that she had inadvertently saved for last. He should have realized sooner that she hadn't gotten to it yet and he readied himself for her response.
For her part, Alex didn't seem to know who the present was from. To her, it was just another carefully wrapped box with her name on it. She didn't bother noticing the name underneath. She tore at the paper, destroying it in less time than it had taken for Justin's spell to wrap it in the first place. Then the simple box was tossed to the side and Alex held her gift. Initially the picture frame was turned downwards so Max and their parent's interest wasn't spiked until she turned it over. As Alex did so they leaned in to see what the image was.
At first no emotion crossed her face and Justin clenched his fists in anticipation, fearing she would hate it. It was one his favorite photos. Over the years he had taken many photos that he treasured and kept framed in his room. Some photos of his family he had taken to college with him but others imaging Zeke and the guys from Alien Language Club, or the World Leader Summit, or graduation were safely admired in his bedroom. Although, he had taken the one photo of him and Bibi Rockford with him to school in the hopes of making him cool with his roommate. (It was too bad he knew that she was a copy from his wall, but no one else needed to know that.)
This one in particular that he was giving to Alex was one from their family vacation. It one of a few that was just the two of them and to top it off it was taken just a few hours after everything had been set straight by the Stone of Dreams. Since Alex had declined going to hotel party, the whole family had spent the rest of the day doing numerous activities and by dinner that night everyone was pretty tuckered out. Well not he and Alex, Justin remembers. There was just something about nearly not existing that kept an annoying amount of adrenaline in your system long after the fear was gone. Justin still wondered how Max was able to sleep so easily that night when he was so wound up. So he and Alex had gone down to the beach, far from the bar and loud music and sat down in the sand, just the two of them. The waves were crashing up the coast and every once in a while one would reach up and tickle their toes. He'd known they didn't have much time until high tide so he did his best to enjoy the last bits of the day. After everything he and Alex hadn't fought about anything and she still hadn't returned to her teasing ways. He wasn't sure he'd still be so lucky the next morning. (If he remembered correctly, they might have made it to lunch before things went back to normal.) Even though they were far from the party, an employee came over to them and offered to take their picture for money. The man probably assumed that he and Alex were dating but since he never said anything there was no reason to justify why it wasn't okay when Alex put her head on Justin's shoulder or when he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Sure it was stupid to buy a picture from a vendor but they were on vacation and in a good mood. So they smiled up at the man and 'click' Justin's favorite picture from the trip was available for pick up the next morning.
Why had they only gotten one copy? Well, because Alex was cheap and insisted that Justin pay and when he realized that he only had enough for one, Alex had stopped caring about it completely. She had walked away and joined the rest of the family and probably never thought about the picture again.
But she was thinking about it now, remembering that night when everything was just right. When there were still no crazy emotions between them or at least she didn't have knowledge about them. This time, when they were still kids, if they had problems their parents could bail them out. When struggling between what was right and wrong wasn't such a big deal.
Alex stared down at the picture silently and Justin continued to fret about her response. Since their daughter still hadn't said anything, Jerry and Theresa started cleaning up the living room, grabbing a garbage bag and tossing empty boxes and torn wrapping paper into it. Max, like Justin, still had his eyes trained on his sister, trying to understand why one photo could cause her to go mute. But he was losing patience and kept looking from her to their parents and back again. So he missed her wipe away a stray tear that had managed to escape her eye. All he saw was the forced smile she put in place before she met Justin's eyes.
"Thank you," she said simply, holding the frame close to her. Then she forced a laugh before saying, "I didn't get you anything." Justin and Max rolled their eyes. This was common enough considering over the years Alex had given all her family members necklaces, earrings, and other girly things that she would just take back for herself.
"That doesn't really surprise me," Justin responded, light in tone.
"Alex, honey," Theresa chimed in, "That's not very nice. It is Christmas after all."
"Don't worry Mom. I'll make it up to him for his birthday."
"Yea, like you even know when my birthday is." Justin shook his head, a smirk on his face.
"Well I wouldn't, but you always insist on circling the date in permanent marker on all my calendars. You even put it in my cell phone."
"I should try that! Last year I got a card three weeks late and no present. And that's bunk." Max huffed, sitting on the couch with some paper Jerry had missed and a glue stick.
And just like that all the tension really was gone. Yes, Justin had seen all of Alex's reaction to his gift but they had fallen back into their normal banter so effortlessly that it was easy to not ask her about it. Besides, he knew what it was tied to, what had happened last night and back in August. But his promise the night before hadn't just been a promise that he wouldn't kiss her again, it was a promise to do his best to stop hurting her. And making her admit that his gift had caused her to act girly and get misty eyed, would hurt her and her pride. So he let it go and did his best to enjoy the rest of the day and start his new robot.
The rest of their break was easy and fun, more like before, though he and Alex didn't spend as much time together. But now they were able to get through working together and they did watch a movie one night like they used to. But unlike the days where Alex would lounge across the couch, to the point where her legs would be across Justin's lap, now they were at different end of the couch, separated by a bowl of popcorn. At least now Alex shared.
Before he knew it, break was over and Justin was packing to go back to school. He wasn't ready to go back, not when he and Alex were mending their relationship. It would never be like it was; he was smart enough to know that. But what it was obviously hadn't really worked for him considering what he felt for his sister. Spending time with her hurt, he wanted to touch her, even the casual contact they had before the summer would be nice, and it didn't have to be intimate. But he could survive without touching her so long as she didn't breeze through his life like he didn't exist.
Like in August, he was up early to catch the train. Theresa and Jerry were already downstairs eating breakfast and Max was getting ready to go to school. He hiked his duffle bag over his shoulder and headed for the staircase. Alex was waiting for him in the hall.
"You're coming to the train station with me?"
"Psh, yea right. I'm going back to bed." Alex smirked at him. "I'm just up cause I heard you banging around. Can't you pack quietly?"
"I'll try harder next time, your highness," Justin retorted, shaking his head slightly.
They stood there awkwardly for a moment before Alex said, "Have a good semester." She stepped closer to him and reached up on her tiptoes to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. Then stepping back, she moved into her doorframe.
Justin was momentarily dazed but fortunately not enough to miss the muttered, "I love you," that passed Alex's lips. He grinned brightly at her, clearing understanding her meaning.
"I love you too Alex." He stood there another moment even after she went into her room and closed her door. Then he went downstairs, had some breakfast, and went with his parents to the train station.
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