It’s Snowing!

Well, cold as hell! So, of course, he will walk with Thomas outside. (Thomas had to warn him a little like he was stupid, but then again, this may be the first time Alexander sees snow.)

For once, Thomas and Alexander were peaceful, walking. Clueless, to Lafayette, Hercules, James, and John watching, hidden behind bushes. To.. make sure nothing goes wrong. Alexander saw a tree like- full of mistletoe like it was the leaves itself.

There’s something sweet, and almost kind..

Thomas gently stroked Alexander’s cheek with the back of his hand, though Alexander soon felt Thomas playfully pull on the top of his hair, and sassily walked away with his arms behind his back. Alexander sighed.

But he was mean, and he was coarse and unrefined..

And, now he’s dear, and so unsure.. Alexander wonders why he didn’t see it there before. Thomas got a mistletoe from the tree and placed it in his hair gently. He looked—hesitant, as he looked away, and walked to the bridge. Alexander followed, removed the little mistletoe from his hair, continuing to follow Thomas.

Thomas looked at Alexander, as his hand laid on the bridge’s fence, Alexander leaned against the fence, looking away onto the lake below.

He glanced this way, I thought I saw.

Thomas got beside him, placed his hand against Alexander’s hand. And when they touched, he didn’t shudder at Thomas’s hand.

No it can’t be, I’ll just ignore.. but then, he’s never looked at me that way before..

Thomas sighed, removing his hand, as Alexander looked up to Thomas finally, Thomas cupped his cheek and kissed his lips. Which made Alexander a little.. ‘frozen’ (heh) to say the least. But, Alexander got used to it and wrapped his arms around Thomas’s neck, which made Thomas wrap his arms around Alexander’s waist.

New. And a bit.. alarming? Who’d have ever thought that this could be…

True, that he’s no, Prince. But there’s something in him, that I simply didn’t see.