Adom exits through the door and tucks the sheets into his bag. He starts walking towards the elevators, feeling numb all over. This is really happening; he thinks and feels his eyes start to water. Leaning against the hallway walls he finds Sam, a concerned frown masking his features. Adom makes to walk past him and into an awaiting elevator but gets stopped. He had been grateful that by the time his little chitchat with the boss had finished nobody was left in the office, all having gone home for the day. He's really not in the mood to see Sam right now, one of his juniors. For all he knows Sam could have been one of the few who had wanted to switch out from his team.
"Is everything okay?" Sam asks, his hand that had reached out to block Adom's path cowering back to his side. Adom looks at him, his eyes holding all the contempt and vexation he wasn't able to show or even conjure up for their boss. "Not really, no" Is his
Adom's eyes start to droop as the bath water continues to cool. Alexander is cupping water into his hands and then letting it drip slow over Adom's shoulder and back. It kind of tickles whenever his fingers brush against Adom's bare skin. It's also a little soothing, the faint glow of the candles helping to guide in Adom's descent towards sleep. "Hey sleepyhead, this is nowhere to pass out" Alexander says, the mirth not concealed in his voice. Adom opens his eyes long enough to stare at Alexander and give a soft huff before they're closing again. Alexander chuckles, his wet fingers cupping Adom's cheek for a second. "I'll go get you a towel," And just like that he's gone, leaving Adom to sit alone in the bath. Without Alexander there, talking or creating ripples in the water it's almost too silent. Adom takes a moment to stretch and yawn, the flickering of all the candles drawing his attention. He watches them dance and feels warm in their presence.
As Adom walks further he starts hearing chatter from their conference room. They only use it for monthly meetings so it's strange to have it occupied now. Adom walks up to the room and opens the door, his curiosity getting the best of him. Nobody notices his entrance, too busy talking and chatting around a table full of food. Their giant conference table is covered like a buffet. Adom looks around in shock, that is until his eyes land on Alexander. He's standing in the corner talking to a bunch of people from Adom's team. He's laid back and nonchalant, Adom would even go as far as to say smiley. Sam is trying his hardest to stop the other juniors' pestering but it seems to be of no avail.Adom grabs the person closest to him, a man he doesn't quite recognise so he must be new, and asks him what is going on. "I was just told there was free food," he says with disinterest, plate stacked in his hands. "Right," Adom mumbles and moves throug
Adom has been through a lot in his life. He's been through relationships that didn't last, friendships that came and went with the passing of time and also a pet or two that ran away from home. Every separation is different, every single one hurts different. Adom's only constant is his family, his parents and his sister who he adores. They fight, often or at least they did. But now whenever Adom thinks of her and his family those aren't the memories that resurface, it's all the sweet moments. All the times his sister gave him advice or his parents hugged him in consolation. So when Adom thinks of Alexander, it isn't too difficult to default into his preconceived notions. People always leave and Alexander is just another one of those people.It isn't difficult to think that way, Adom wishes he thought that way. Except he doesn't. As he stares at Alexander's face while the older drives them home, all he can think about is how much he wants Alexander to
Adom brushes his teeth and takes a shower, trying to calm down the entire time before getting dressed in a new set of clothes. He sighs and steps out to give Alexander a spare toothbrush when he spots the older standing at the balcony with his phone to his ear. Adom stands back and fidgets with the things in his hands as he waits. He can't hear what Alexander is saying but he still feels awkward standing behind him like this, as if he's seeing something he's not privy to. The thought only reminds him that he won't be privy to anything that has to do with Alexander soon. "Adom?" He hears Alexander call him and startles at the alpha who is now standing in front of him. "H-here," Adom hands over the toothbrush and some clothes to Alexander, heart hammering in his chest. "Thanks," Alexander says as they brush fingers, hands still warm. "I'm going to go shower then," Alexander states but he doesn't move, still standing in front of Adom. "Okay," Ado
Adom stays in bed the rest of the day, daylight comes and goes until it's dark out as he remains in the same spot. He crawls out of bed to take a quick shower since he's feeling so completely gross in hopes that he'll pass out as soon as his head hits his pillow once more. Instead once he comes back into his room with a towel wrapped around him all he sees is his messy sheets and no Alexander. It's ridiculous, the way he expected Alexander to be there after he got out. It was a stupid thought, something that dispels just as quickly as it came. He can't smell Alexander anymore, the only thing lingering in his room is himself. He hates it. He can't stand it. It's almost like Alexander was never there at all.As a final attempt he pulls on the clothes Alexander burrowed last night and sleeps on Alexander's side of the bed. It makes him feel a little better, if at all. Adom might have let Alexander baby him all this time but now he's got to do this all alone.
If Adom can be of any use to the alpha he's going to take the opportunity, especially if it lets him be surrounded by Alexander's scent for a while. "Okay I'm here" Adom tells Alexander once he's in front of the messy paperwork. He smiles at the piles of scattered pages and the picture of Alexander's family. It almost feels like a lifetime ago that he was here for the first time, staring at the picture with no clue of what the future had in store for him. "It should be on the left side of the desk," Alexander answers. Adom looks to the files on that side and picks one up. "Is it in the red folder, or the green one?" Adom asks him as he puts the phone on speaker so his hands are free. "Uh, the red one?" Adom huffs out a laugh at Alexander's uncertain tone. "And what page did you need?" Adom opens up the folder and smiles down at the messy scrawl he sees in between the printouts.Alexander's handwriting is the cutest. Adom remembers the letter he still hasn'
It's only once Adom's already out of the bath, dripping wet and cold does he remember that he hasn't brought with him a change of clothes. His eyes shift to Alexander's clothing drawer before he reaches for it. He finds a soft t-shirt and some shorts that he can slip on. The fact that they smell like Alexander is a bonus, Adom feeling enveloped by the scent. He dries his hair and then sits down on Alexander's couch to order himself some food. He's really tired and almost positive now that his cold is only going to worsen but he needs to eat some food if he hopes to take any medicine and drift off.Just as he calls a place nearby for some spicy soup and rice, his mom calls. Adom smiles before even answering. "Hello, ma" Adom says softly, laying down on the couch to try and get more comfortable. "How's my sweet boy? Your voice sounds hoarse, are you sick?" Her words fill Adom's eyes with tears. He's been feeling so dejected, deserted in a big c
For the second time in one day Adom has trouble opening his eyes. His head hurts and he can hear pots and pans in the distance, the TV a quiet crackle as a sports announcer chatters on. Adom lifts up onto his elbows only to be greeted by his childhood home. He's sprawled out on the large living room sofa bed, his dad sitting beside him and watching a soccer match. He can hear his mom humming something in the kitchen, dishes clattering. Adom smiles and settles back down, feeling content. He pulls his sleeves over his fists and brings Alexander's sweater up to his nose. He imagines what it would be like to bring Alexander home and introduce him to Adom's family. Adom's sure Alexander would impress the heck out of all of them, being kind to Rose, talking all soft to his mom and even bringing up a business discussion with his dad.Adom sighs, snapping himself out of the fantasy. He turns his eyes onto the soccer game, trying to pay attention so h