As for the prompts: I crave fluff. Like something light, that'll make me smile... What do you think about domestic Willex dancing around the kitchen? Maybe? :D Something else is also very much fine, whatever feels best to you 💕
Willie came home to find Alex making dinner, humming along to the music playing from the speaker. He smiled fondly and kicked off his shoes, making his way into the kitchen.
“Honey, I’m home!” he jokingly called out.
Alex turned around and flashed a grin. “And how was your day?” he asked, turning back to stir the food on the stove.
Willie hugged him from behind, kissing his shoulder, “Better now.”
Alex’s face turned beet-red. Willie loved that even after all this time he still had that effect on him. He planted another kiss on Alex’s cheek and hugged him a little tighter before letting go.
The song changed and as the opening notes to My Heart’s Always Yours started playing, Willie perked up. “C’mon Hotdog, dance with me!”
Alex shook his head, laughing at the purposefully bad dance moves Willie was doing.
Willie moved closer, reaching over to turn off the stove and move the food off the hot element.
“Hey! Wha— Okay…” Alex quickly let go of his objections as Willie pulled him into his arms.
The two of them swayed to the beat, foreheads touching.
Now if time is what it takes
I’ll be here, I’ll be waiting for you
Hearts don’t need a break
No tears, always in your corner
You know, I’ll be waiting for you
You know, always yours
My heart’s always yours
Alex closed his eyes, the food long forgotten as he danced with the beautiful man before him. He still couldn’t believe how lucky he had gotten, to be able to love and be loved by Willie. He used to think that something like this was impossible, but he’d been proven wrong the second Willie had crashed into him.
He opened his eyes to find Willie smiling widely at him. He spun him and Willie giggled, the sound soothing something within Alex. The two held each other, continuing to dance even after the song had ended, too wrapped up in the other to care.
