Alex was never the type to show his affection, especially when it came to love. He was basically known for being a magnet, falling in love with someone was out of the picture.

But here he was, looking down at you as you nuzzled closer into his arms like you hung the stars in the sky, just for him. His hand moved up to brush some hair away from your face, being careful not to wake you.

He placed a kiss to your head, inhaling the smell of your shampoo lingering in your hair. He began humming softly, the sound acting as a therapeutically lullaby.

“I wanna be yours,” he mumbles into your ear before placing a kiss to your jaw.