Dark affairs

The next day we have lazy amazing morning sex and after that we take Alex out for breakfast.

He seems genuinely happy about it as he sits between us in some fancy diner and talks and jokes all through the meal.

Jack has his hand placed on his best friends thigh and rubs it lovingly once in a while and I realise how much harder it is for the two of them to show each other affection in public.

After we ate we have to go back to the bus as we leave for Dallas.

So currently we are spread out across the front lounge couch. Alex has his head in my lap and his thighs over Jack's.

We watch a silly movie, I think it's Hangover2, to pass the three hour drive, and I really don't pay attention to it but observe the two boys while I play with Alex's hair.

They are in their little bubble throwing inside jokes to and fro and laughing about the film they have probably watched dozens of times. Ever so often Alex turns his head to look up at me and smiles lightly touching my hand as if to include me in their interaction.

And I think about what Jack told me yesterday, up until then I had seen Alex always as the player and cheater that brakes hearts as he goes, uncaring, but maybe he is really looking for his happily ever after but just hasn't found it yet.

I'm consumed by my thoughts and only realise Rian has joined us when he lets himself fall into the seat across from me.
I look up and we make eye contact, he watches me with a cocked brow but I have to think of the cooked potato analogy and start to giggle. He looks taken aback and crosses his arms in front of his chest and leans back with an unamused face.

As if Jack has read my mind he shoots me a smile and a wink and I have to giggle some more.

Now Alex looks up from my lap to see what's so funny. I shake my head towards him and he lies back down and pulls my hand from his head to his chest where he presses it to his shirt and I start rubbing this spot lightly. He smiles and purrs and snuggles closer to me.

I don't dare to look up at Rian again, afraid I wouldn't be able to hold in my laughter but crack when Jack murmurs 'potato' and masks it as a cough. I bend over and splutter with suppressed laughter and Jack joins me.

"I'm glad you guys seem to have so much fun." Rian snaps sarcastically.

Now Alex joins in, although he has no idea what the joke is, he is always on board with making fun of someone. "Yes, Rian, we have so much fun, you have no idea. I would let you in on our little joke but I'm afraid you wouldn't get it anyway."

Rian jumps up annoyed. "Don't worry, I will find out what's going on, believe me and let's see who's laughing then" And with that he storms off dramatically.

We're all in stitches after that. Actually it feels great being with them, it's like three best friend just hanging out.

Not long after we arrive in Dallas, the guys have to leave for soundcheck and I go to meet Linda at the Merch stall again.

"Hey, Mickey, how have you been? So glad you're here I could really use some help right now."
She greets me sounding exhausted.

We set up the tables together and unpack the boxes.

"So Mickey," Linda casually asks after a while, "how are things with you and Jack?"

I think for a moment."we're great thank you, we have been missing each other a lot."

Linda sighs at that, "yeah, I haven't really been able to catch Alex on his own. Do you think we could maybe hang out together, like the four of us?"

I hesitate for a second. How am I supposed to react to that, I can't really say no, can I?

So I go with a pretty unenthusiastic "sure, why not." But it seems to be enough for her as she smiles at me brightly.

I watch the show from side stage again and Jack sneaks little kisses when he runs over for drink breaks.

Alex looks over a couple of times but I can't read his expression, this guy still is a mystery to me, he has become a master at hiding his feelings and has built his walls so high.

Afterwards we party in the backstage area and it just so happens that Linda joins Jack, Alex, and I as we stand around holding drinks and talking nonsense.

The room is packed and the music is playing so people have to shout over the noise to be heard. I notice Linda is inconspicuously trying to shuffle closer to Alex so their bodies would be touching.
I guess Alex realises but he shows no reaction to it, but he also doesn't move away.

After a while I just need to get out of there as the booming sound and the cramped space gets to me and I'm glad that my hotel this time is right next to the venue.

I tell Jack I'm leaving over the loud noise and give him a kiss and he promises to come by later.
......

About an hour later as I lie in bed in my hotel room and watch some show on TV there is a knock on the door.

I get up and open and there he is, leaning against the door frame with folded arms tilting his head to the side.

"Alex!" I say surprised.

"Mind if I stay here tonight?" He asks and I shake my head and let him in.

I lie back down and he sits on my side of the bed looking intensely at me. I raise my brows in a silent question.

"Don't worry, Mickey" he says as he holds my face in his hands his thumb lightly stroking my cheek. "I just want to hold you, be close to you and wake up beside you I'm not gonna try anything."

He gets up and walks over to the other side of the bed and strips down to his boxers and crawls under the sheets. He lays on his side just looking at me in the dark room.

I turn myself and scoot down so I mirror his body. He raises his hand and softly pushes a strand of my hair from my face smiling.

"What if I want you to try something though?" I whisper.

His smile widens and he delicately holds me and pulls me closer, kissing me softly as he lets his lips linger on mine.

He hums in content and opens his eyes again and he looks at me as if I'm the most precious thing he has ever seen.

That is something Alex was always able to do. His eyes, his words, his touch, were making me feel special, loved.
That was the reason it hurt so much when he broke things off and told me it didn't mean a thing.

But maybe back then Alex was lying to himself. Maybe he is being truthful now.

At the moment I couldn't care less because all my thoughts cease to exist the moment his lips graze mine and his fingers start exploring my skin.

He takes his time, nothing is rushed just to get off, he wants to make it as good as possible for the both of us.

He tells me how beautiful I am and how good it feels and how much he has missed me.

We have an incredible climax at the same time and while we both come down from our highs, he rests his head on my chest and holds me close and I play with his hair until we both drift off to sleep.

Notes

Hope you guys are still with me. :)
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