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
Adom spends the rest of his morning the next day coming up with a speech as he cleans Alexander's apartment. He washes all the dishes, laundries all the sheets and the duvet cover. He manages to vacuum too before he leaves, making sure everything is the same as when he arrived. Adom is halfway to the train station when he realises he's still wearing one of Alexander's hoodies. He pouts down at the cozy sweater, contemplating going back before deciding against it. It's not considered stealing since he'll return it back to Alexander once he sees him. Okay maybe not right away, tonight has to be special but soon. He'll bring it back soon.Adom gets home and showers, doing his best to style his hair afterwards with a bit of gel. He's not really talented in this department, hands clumsy as the gel goops through his fingers and falls into the sink. He looks at himself in the mirror and thinks he looks a little ridiculous. He's seen this exact hairstyle on Alexan
It’s been about a week since Adom star working with Alexander and Alexander overheard the employees chatting to her friend about how cute she thought Adom was. At the time, he felt proud that finally there was someone who saw how utterly gorgeous Adom was. But now, he’s annoyed as he watches the many girl blatantly flirt with Adom. Even giving him his favourite drink. How did she even know that was his favorite Alexander thought to himself.It’s been about a two years since they have made it official and there aren't many people on company who don’t know Adom was taken, except maybe this girl.Neither of them saw Alexander standing near the entrance of the Adom office. Adom was supposed to be waiting for him so they could work together. Alexander continues to watch as the girl puts her hand on Adom's arm. Before he can even think Alexander is storming across the office. Next thing he knows he is drag
"I am so sorry, Ash, if I had known you were out there looking for me, I would have come and found you," Sam said, tilting his head so she could snuggle Ash head into his neck. Sam stroked the tips of his fingers down the back of the rustling material of his dress, wanting to comfort her. "For what it's worth, I think the company did us both a favour. I can't promise that life with me will be as it was in past but I promise to dedicate my life to making you as happy as I possibly can. Maybe one day we can convince the other's to help you with your company" he whispered."I doubt they would do that now," Ash said, pressing hid nose to his Alpha's scent glands and inhaling deeply, marvelling at the way he smelt like the home Ash had always thought his home in the forested slopes of his mountain had been. "I threw a tantrum before I left and might have done something that I can't take back," Ash said, biting his lip to keep from laughing out loud.
Sam was lost for words when his mate's tears fell away. His mate skin is white. No, they were definitely white, whiter than pure snow. His hair shone so brightly he could barely look at it but could not force himself to look away. He thought Ash had been beautiful with the dark hair but he was... absolute, stunning perfection with the bright white hair. He couldn't help but reach out and wrap one of hid ringlets around his finger, wanting to know if it felt like hair or metal or ice. Now his eyebrows made sense. "Beautiful" he murmured, staring into Ash eyes."My name is Ash," he said, refusing to remove his hand from Sam face, Ash couldn't force himself to move a muscle, terrified that if he released him, he would disappear. Ash inspected every inch of him, his eyes darting back to Sam black hair again and again. It reminded him of a ray of sun. "I..." he tried to sit up, while still keeping one hand glued to Sam face, fighting against the tight corset that bou
Sam looked up from his desk, in the office of his club, when the telltale signs of an incoming message snagged his attention. He was in the middle of writing a e-mail to his team, informing them in no uncertain terms that he would be paying no more than 30 cannel per barrel as opposed to their 'suggestion' of 40 and was ignoring the impatient tutting sounds of his junior, waiting on his reply, was making. He dismissed his junior before taking envelope taking out to his desk. He snatched pen from penholder before writing on his desk and set the entire place ablaze.He stared down at the heavy parchment envelope in his hand, feeling the quality of it beneath the pads of his fingers. Two things about it immediately caught his attention, the handwriting, a beautiful flowing script that he didn't recognise and the scent that clung to the paper. He could smell the usual faint burnt paper scent but underneath there was something else, a faint scent that l
Next day all Alexander friends and Adom friend Sam are gathered around the fire and started talking and telling stories about their school time and when they met each other.They plan to go camping as s celebration of Adom and Alexander bond. Sam on the other hand is not happy beacuse he just got breakup with his omega girlfriend. Who leave him for other Alpha.Adom try hard to console his best friend and he know he can't do much and Sam need time to move on...They were all sitting with eachother other and had a blanket over their legs. Not that it was too cold but because it felt more comfortable. They all are enjoying the view. And throwing tantrum to Alexander and Adom.Adom just started to feel cold on his back and shoulders and he started rubbing his arms and snuggled more into Alexander, who noticed and put his arm around Adom shoulders. Alexander know his mate don't
Adom and Alexander finally official their realtionship infront of everyone and they don't really care what other's think about them and their realtionship. After taking blessing from Adom parents both of them go to date.It's just a simple date which actually turn something else when they got call from Jordon to attend his stupid Halloween party. Both Adom and Alexandra decide to attend party but alone.The hotel lobby is brimming with people, about half of them in costume and likely heading the same way as Alexander. At least he's in the right place, then; the invitation was on his desk after a very late lunch break, he had to cobble together a terrible improvised costume — bleeding victim of a traffic accident as the general vibe — and rely on the taxi driver to get the address right.He pushes through the crowd towards the ballroom, scanning the room for Adom, even though he doe
Adom feels a weird sense of déjà vu as he enters the same bar where he met Alexander just a few weeks ago. The only difference now is that Alexander and his friends are with him instead of just beside him. He slides into a booth with Alexander as Man and Jace go order their whole group a few drinks. Adom starts feeling a little self-conscious at how overdressed he is, it makes him continuously fiddle with his hair. Alexander notices it after a while, hand coming up to brush aside his bangs. The gel in Adom's hair is shiny in the dim lights of the bar and his bangs refuse to stay put. "You look great, I like the hair" Alexander tells him, so effortless as if he means it. Adom can't help the way he beams at the compliment.After their drinks arrive, Adom comes to the realisation that Alexander's friends are truly a bit wild. Alexander hadn't been exaggerating when he said that. Jordon has been guffawing so loud, occasionally trying to c
Adom spends the rest of his morning the next day coming up with a speech as he cleans Alexander's apartment. He washes all the dishes, laundries all the sheets and the duvet cover. He manages to vacuum too before he leaves, making sure everything is the same as when he arrived. Adom is halfway to the train station when he realises he's still wearing one of Alexander's hoodies. He pouts down at the cozy sweater, contemplating going back before deciding against it. It's not considered stealing since he'll return it back to Alexander once he sees him. Okay maybe not right away, tonight has to be special but soon. He'll bring it back soon.Adom gets home and showers, doing his best to style his hair afterwards with a bit of gel. He's not really talented in this department, hands clumsy as the gel goops through his fingers and falls into the sink. He looks at himself in the mirror and thinks he looks a little ridiculous. He's seen this exact hairstyle on Alexan
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