splice | alex vasquez // [ wall ] your muse shoving mine up against a wall.
RamĂłn always found himself drawn to the domineering types with bravado and a seeming lack of inhibitions about themselves â in other words, the complete opposite of himself. He hated how meek he felt most of the time, unable to act on his desires and let them known to others.
Alex knew he was sexy. It was obvious. Whereas RamĂłn still wore his attractiveness tentatively and with self-doubt, Alex had no such qualms. The way he walked around Advocate Hall with swagger and confidence, RamĂłn couldnât help but sneak a peak at him from time to time, wondering if he could ever be interested in someone like himselfâ
And then he was abruptly pinned against the wall by this aforementioned stud.
âWhat are youââ he begins, feeling Alexâs hot breath against his face. And that wasnât the only thing he felt pressed against him.Â