Pragma (Leslex one-shot)
"Whose love would endure that long? Honestly, he wouldn't blame them if they left to pursue someone else." "But he did. Lester stayed. "
In the years since he'd gotten a mechanical body, Alexander has gotten used to waking up in the middle of the night for one uncomfortable reason or the other. Sometimes it's nightmares, memories of the past haunting him to sleeplessness. Other times he wakes up uncomfortable because the metal parts of him are making the rest of his body too cold. Usually, he'd go and take a short walk and by then he'd have enough blood rushing through his veins that he could fall asleep again.
But this time Alexander wakes up feeling comfortably warm. Both in temperature and feelings. It was so comfortable, so cozy that he almost fell asleep again immediately after.
He opened his eyes again to be greeted with the sight of Lester fast asleep, arms curled around him and legs entangled with his legs underneath the sheets. He smiles, almost a reflex at this point, he thinks, when it's about Lester. Alexander brushes wavy locks of hair from Lester's freckled cheeks, observes as the rest of his long hair rises and falls with his quiet breathing. Then, it finally registers to Alexander that neither of them were wearing any article of clothing underneath the blankets.
Ah. He flushes involuntarily as he remembers vague flashes of what had transpired a few hours ago.
Alexander looks at Lester sleeping peacefully on the bed. Their bed. After the luxury of being with Lester for the past year or so now, Alexander didn't know how his past self managed sleeping alone all those years ago. Now, every time he wakes up he gets kisses from a handsome man with his freckles looking like constellations whenever he smiles.
He truly, really loves Lester. Eight years ago, he didn't think he'd be able to say these words. Didn't think he even had the capacity to feel in a romantic way, much less this intimately with anyone. Indeed, for the first few weeks of their relationship, there was a time where it felt odd coming out of his mouth. Odd, but right. Alexander doesn't think that anyone else would make him feel this way other than him.
I mean, six years? Whose love would endure that long? Honestly, he wouldn't blame them if they left to pursue someone else.
But he did. Lester stayed.
Whatever goodness it is in him that Lester saw, Alexander doesn't know. But as the days go on, He's more and more inclined to believe that he's worth sticking around for.
Alexander leaned over the love of his life to kiss his forehead. He would do anything for this man if it meant he'd be happy with him. He settled back under the covers and held Lester closer to him and soon fell back asleep again.
