These two are my gay/bi children.

Alex and Neal are two characters from an original story called, Where to Find You. It is a boyXboy story and I am very proud of it. Although, Where to Find You is a collaboration between my best friend and I. We made the characters and the story.

I will definitely be posting more of these two!

They've reached a permanent stalemate, he's come to learn over the past few years. And no matter what they do they can never surpass it. Both of them too strong to let the other get the upper hand; too controlling. Too brilliant.

Neal and Alex. Fire and ice. The sun and the moon. A frozen tundra against a stormy desert. Two people so different they're alike. Two people that should never be together. But lovers hold on, and they keep trying.

To no avail.

He wonders how long they can keep this dance going; how long until one tires out or if they'll both just fall into each other one day. "How long are we going to keep this up?" Neal asks.

Alex doesn't answer, and he doesn't need her to.

"I would've stayed," she says one evening, completely out of the blue. "If you had ever asked me, I mean."

Neal squints at her. "What are you talking about?"

Standing up to leave, Alex averts his gaze. "You asked Kate to stay. Sara too." 

He nods in understanding, knowing exactly what she's talking about. "I never had to ask them to stay, Alex. They weren't too fond of running off to different countries under fake names. Well...Sara wasn't anyway."

"But still. You never asked." Alex stands at the door now, jacket on, hand on the door knob. She's mastered the art of illusion; she's standing right in front of him, so close he could reach out and touch her, but she's so far away that he'll never be able to catch up to her, not fully.

"I'm asking now," he says, moving in her direction. "Stay."

She shakes her head, giving him a hollow smile. "It's different now. You're not asking because you want to. You're asking because you know I want to stay." 

"So stay," he tries again firmly, though he knows it's useless. 

"Ask me next time." 

She slips out the door and disappears into the night, and Neal watches her leave, letting her go because he knows that one day she'll be back.

Neal + Alex || Ships in the Night

They all ask that question, each of them, eventually. Friends, feds, family and fellow thieves. At one point in time they all ask was it worth it? He takes a moment to think about it; pondering whether or not the lies and cons were overshadowed by the betrayal and manipulation. If the heists were worth his time in jail and the years in the tracking anklet. He wonders if all his wrong doings are justified by his good deeds, though he knows they aren't. He's paid the price more than once, in losing Kate Moreau and almost Mozzie too, straining his relationships with Peter and Sara, and putting El in danger on more than one occasion. He thinks about how everything has unfolded; how he ended up exactly where he is now. When they ask "was it worth it?" he thinks about how in the end everything led back to her and to them, every single time. When Neal Caffrey answers "It was worth it" he's not thinking about his greatest score or the legacy he left behind, he's thinking about her and him; about stolen treasures and origami flowers.

"We we're never just...Neal and Alex?"