It's gonna take a little time // But with you by my side
He scowled lightly, playfully put out by the nickname, but finding he really didn't mind it all that much. Especially when it was Amun calling him it. Rolling his eyes at the potter, Alexander shook his head at him, lifting a hand to rub at the back of his neck, the slightest flush managing to make its way to his cheeks. "Never imagined myself as a lamb." He muttered, a boyish glint in his eyes as he met the potter's gaze.
"No, you didn't hurt my feelings. Just... Thought you were maybe avoiding me or something." After their little tiff in the woods when they went after the Wicker Woman. "You said you'd think about it. Tell me... Have you thought about it?" Alexander arched a brow, lips curling into a slight smile.
His eyes widened slightly and he shook his head, "That doesn't sound like a boring story." Alexander chuckled softly, confused at how a haunted house could be considered boring in any form of the word.
Taking Amun's arm without hesitation, he guided him back into the sparse crowd, "Have anything in mind? Kissing strangers or hot cocoa?" Only one of those really held any potential enjoyment for them. Whatever Amun ended up choosing, Alexander was simply happy to go along with it, not realizing this would be one of the last times he saw him.
~FIN~
"No, you didn't hurt my feelings. Just... Thought you were maybe avoiding me or something." After their little tiff in the woods when they went after the Wicker Woman. "You said you'd think about it. Tell me... Have you thought about it?" Alexander arched a brow, lips curling into a slight smile.
His eyes widened slightly and he shook his head, "That doesn't sound like a boring story." Alexander chuckled softly, confused at how a haunted house could be considered boring in any form of the word.
Taking Amun's arm without hesitation, he guided him back into the sparse crowd, "Have anything in mind? Kissing strangers or hot cocoa?" Only one of those really held any potential enjoyment for them. Whatever Amun ended up choosing, Alexander was simply happy to go along with it, not realizing this would be one of the last times he saw him.
~FIN~
Alexander de Winters
I won't let go // 'Til I've got what's mine
