alexander was the type to want something, and get mad when you didn’t know what it was.

you both were sitting at his place. he was in his office finishing up his paperwork, while you were downstairs doing god knows what..his mind was filled with you. your laugh, your face, your voice, your smile..your body. everything.

he sighed in disbelief, leaning back in his chair and staring at his computer. you were corrupting his mind.