Wizards of Waverly Place: Alex/Justin: "Unwanted Feelings"
Title: Unwanted Feelings
Fandom: Wizards of Waverly Place
Pairings: Alex/Justin
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: Feelings of incest? Light Language.
Summary: Justin knew he shouldn’t absolutely adore his sister the way he did...
Notes: Written for 10_fics prompt Hug. Sorry its so short!
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Justin knew he shouldn’t absolutely adore his sister the way he did… not in the girlfriend kind of way. It was wrong and practically illegal to feel like this, but he couldn’t help himself. Every time she hugged him it felt as if he entered heaven and he never wanted to leave her arms. He tried beating himself up - mentally of course. He tried not thinking about her. Except it seemed that it was about those times she entered the room and then it was impossible not to feel the way he was feeling. He should be disgusted with himself feeling this way - she was his goddamn sister! He shouldn’t want these feelings… but he couldn’t help himself. He couldn’t control it, he wanted to feel it - he felt alive and beyond happy whenever she spoke or entered the room.
THE END.
Fandom: Wizards of Waverly Place
Pairings: Alex/Justin
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: Feelings of incest? Light Language.
Summary: Justin knew he shouldn’t absolutely adore his sister the way he did...
Notes: Written for 10_fics prompt Hug. Sorry its so short!
[ ...Table... ]
Justin knew he shouldn’t absolutely adore his sister the way he did… not in the girlfriend kind of way. It was wrong and practically illegal to feel like this, but he couldn’t help himself. Every time she hugged him it felt as if he entered heaven and he never wanted to leave her arms. He tried beating himself up - mentally of course. He tried not thinking about her. Except it seemed that it was about those times she entered the room and then it was impossible not to feel the way he was feeling. He should be disgusted with himself feeling this way - she was his goddamn sister! He shouldn’t want these feelings… but he couldn’t help himself. He couldn’t control it, he wanted to feel it - he felt alive and beyond happy whenever she spoke or entered the room.
THE END.