Your "Everything Better" Plan (14/20)
Title: Your "Everything Better" Plan (14/?)
Pairing: Jalex
Rating: NC-17 (Overall)
Warning: Incest
Summary: "I want to kiss you."
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Title cred goes to ATL.
Author's Note: THIS IS A SAD CHAPTER BUT I DONT CARE HOW MUCH YOU THREATEN ME BECAUSE IM SEEING YOU ME AT SIX TOMORROW SDFKALSJFKLSAJLKFAKLAKLFAJKHFKFGHKGJLKA
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Alex hadn't seen Jack in a few days.
The older boy hasn't been answering his phone, but his mother was telling him about a phone call she'd had with his brother earlier.
He was worried.
Last he knew, him and Jack were on great terms. So why was Jack ignoring him all of a sudden?
Had he done something to piss Jack off?
The questions spreading doubt through his mind was why he was sat in Jacks apartment at 9pm on a Friday night watching TV, refusing to hang out with John to try talking to his sibling instead.
And Jack wasn't even there.
Alex had gotten a spare key long ago; it was given to him by Jack himself, so it wasn't like he was intruding or anything. Plus it was a Friday night. 'He's probably out having a good time with his friends.'
Something deep inside of him wasn't even that surprised when Jack finally stumbled through the door at 12am, the smell of beer on his breath.
"'L-Lex," He slurred, tripping his way towards Jack.
Alex didn't like Jack when we was drunk.
It wasn't like inebriated Jack hurts him.
It was more like he acted like an insensitive asshole.
Fortunately for Alex, Jack wasn't one to drink. In his entire lifetime Jack had only gotten drunk a few times, half of them being with Alex.
Alex wrinkled his nose at the stench as Jack leaned in to kiss him. He frowned and pushed him away.
"Jack, get away from me." Alex stood up from the sofa, moving as far away from Jack as possible without actually leaving the room. He sighed as Jack tried walking towards him but failing and falling onto the couch.
"Go to bed J, I'll come see you tomorrow. It was a stupid reason for me to come anyway."
Jack's eyes widened. "D-don't leave me 'Lex."
Alex huffed. "I'm going. Get to bed."
A flash of anger ran through Jacks eyes.
"So that's how y-you're leaving me, huh?" Jack managed to get out. He rose from the sofa. "What, are you gonna go whore yourself out?"
Alex felt a pang in his chest. "What?"
"You're such a fuckin' slut, Alex. I wouldn't be surprised if I caught something from you." There was a look of disgust on Jacks usually kind features.
Alex closed his eyes, willing himself to stay calm. Jack was drunk. He was just drunk. He would never soberly say anything like that.
"Jack, you're the only person I've ever had sex with. Don't say that."
Jack grunted and narrowed his eyes. "Don't tell me what to do, you ugly whore."
Alex took a deep breath in. And he was about to turn his back towards Jack when suddenly-
"I don't fucking know why I'm with such a fat idiot. Why don't you just go top yourself?"
The younger boy turned around sharply, "What the fuck? I don't care if you're fucking drunk, Jack don't you ever fucking say that again."
Jack growled, taking a few steps until he was right in front of Alex, and pinned his brother again the wall.
And then in that second, everything Alex had ever loved about Jack, all the hope he had for them, all of it crumbled in a single punch to the face.
Alex shoved his way out of Jacks clasp and clutched at his nose and jaw, feeling the pain from the blow.
His eyes were watering, but Jack didn't stop there. Jack kicked a leg out into Alex's gut, Alex yelping and banging into the door handle.
He never thought he would be at the reason end of Jacks punch.
"Jack," He whimpered out, and he saw the look of realisation in Jacks eyes.
And before the older boy could say anything, Alex ran out of the apartment.
Pairing: Jalex
Rating: NC-17 (Overall)
Warning: Incest
Summary: "I want to kiss you."
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Title cred goes to ATL.
Author's Note: THIS IS A SAD CHAPTER BUT I DONT CARE HOW MUCH YOU THREATEN ME BECAUSE IM SEEING YOU ME AT SIX TOMORROW SDFKALSJFKLSAJLKFAKLAKLFAJKHFKFGHKGJLKA
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Alex hadn't seen Jack in a few days.
The older boy hasn't been answering his phone, but his mother was telling him about a phone call she'd had with his brother earlier.
He was worried.
Last he knew, him and Jack were on great terms. So why was Jack ignoring him all of a sudden?
Had he done something to piss Jack off?
The questions spreading doubt through his mind was why he was sat in Jacks apartment at 9pm on a Friday night watching TV, refusing to hang out with John to try talking to his sibling instead.
And Jack wasn't even there.
Alex had gotten a spare key long ago; it was given to him by Jack himself, so it wasn't like he was intruding or anything. Plus it was a Friday night. 'He's probably out having a good time with his friends.'
Something deep inside of him wasn't even that surprised when Jack finally stumbled through the door at 12am, the smell of beer on his breath.
"'L-Lex," He slurred, tripping his way towards Jack.
Alex didn't like Jack when we was drunk.
It wasn't like inebriated Jack hurts him.
It was more like he acted like an insensitive asshole.
Fortunately for Alex, Jack wasn't one to drink. In his entire lifetime Jack had only gotten drunk a few times, half of them being with Alex.
Alex wrinkled his nose at the stench as Jack leaned in to kiss him. He frowned and pushed him away.
"Jack, get away from me." Alex stood up from the sofa, moving as far away from Jack as possible without actually leaving the room. He sighed as Jack tried walking towards him but failing and falling onto the couch.
"Go to bed J, I'll come see you tomorrow. It was a stupid reason for me to come anyway."
Jack's eyes widened. "D-don't leave me 'Lex."
Alex huffed. "I'm going. Get to bed."
A flash of anger ran through Jacks eyes.
"So that's how y-you're leaving me, huh?" Jack managed to get out. He rose from the sofa. "What, are you gonna go whore yourself out?"
Alex felt a pang in his chest. "What?"
"You're such a fuckin' slut, Alex. I wouldn't be surprised if I caught something from you." There was a look of disgust on Jacks usually kind features.
Alex closed his eyes, willing himself to stay calm. Jack was drunk. He was just drunk. He would never soberly say anything like that.
"Jack, you're the only person I've ever had sex with. Don't say that."
Jack grunted and narrowed his eyes. "Don't tell me what to do, you ugly whore."
Alex took a deep breath in. And he was about to turn his back towards Jack when suddenly-
"I don't fucking know why I'm with such a fat idiot. Why don't you just go top yourself?"
The younger boy turned around sharply, "What the fuck? I don't care if you're fucking drunk, Jack don't you ever fucking say that again."
Jack growled, taking a few steps until he was right in front of Alex, and pinned his brother again the wall.
And then in that second, everything Alex had ever loved about Jack, all the hope he had for them, all of it crumbled in a single punch to the face.
Alex shoved his way out of Jacks clasp and clutched at his nose and jaw, feeling the pain from the blow.
His eyes were watering, but Jack didn't stop there. Jack kicked a leg out into Alex's gut, Alex yelping and banging into the door handle.
He never thought he would be at the reason end of Jacks punch.
"Jack," He whimpered out, and he saw the look of realisation in Jacks eyes.
And before the older boy could say anything, Alex ran out of the apartment.