50 Shades of Booker (Alex)

[Alexander Rothwell]

Whatever semblance of safety Alex felt in that dark dorm room was quickly smashed as soon as the storm started picking up outside. The howling wind and thunder was what seemed to be the most pronounced, one of those before winter freezing rains that always pissed off early morning commuters on their way to work. Lightning flashed in through the window, making the darkest shadows in the room even more pronounced. But, he wasn't completely alone, if he had been then he would be absolutely terrified. The guy besides him was still holding onto him, even after all of Alex's jumps and gasps.

His fingers pulsed against Rowan's skin, which was radiating with warmth, the way his arm wrapped around his shoulder fit, and made him feel safe and warm. He was actually growing less rigid, as the movie continued, feeling a warmth crawl over his body. Suddenly, he wished he had a blanket they could curl up under, the security was almost making him tired. Without warning, he felt a warm presence lean in close to him, only realizing that it was indeed Rowan when he whispered into his ear. The question came out oddly... seductive.. or something close to that. Maybe Rowan was trying to hit on him?  

The youth gulped, and once again he risked a glance towards Rowan's direction. "Y-yeah. I'm having fun, really." Alex managed, squeezing at Rowans side as if to reassure him, or himself. Why did he just squeeze his side? His face red again, he turned his face back to the screen. "I just hate ghost stories they freak me out.." 

CRACK! BOOM.

This time Alex's jump was a bit more subtle, and once more he wrapped his arm tightly around Rowan's side. He hated those shadows, they freaked him out really bad. That was the main reason why he sat forward and one handedly lifted up the DVD player, moving his leg to press against Rowan's, before setting it down to rest on both of their legs. "Better." He mumbled, more to himself than Rowan.  

[Rowan Booker]

Rowan really wished that his mind would stop working. That he could just ignore the fact that this was all wrong and that he shouldn't be thinking or feeling anything of what he was right now. Feelings and Rowan didn't mesh well, they were like putting two magnets together, never fitting together the way that feelings fit with other people. He never really knew why he was like this, but all he knew was that he was uncomfortable when faced with the idea of feeling intimate with someone in any way. It was partly why he and Lucy got along so well, they both did their best to avoid the deep feelings that most people embraced. So what was he doing now?

It didn't matter for now because surprisingly enough, he was comfortable. Extremely so and it only got better the more that Alex wrapped around him. Rowan wasn't used to cuddling with anyone outside of Lucy and even then, if he got too close she ball tapped him or something. It was really kind of nice just sitting here with Alex, not focusing on anything sexual (for the most part) and enjoying a scary movie and Alex's reaction to said scary movie. He guessed he should have expected this kind of reaction from the younger brunette, but it was still amusing to him.

"Could have fooled me," Rowan said with a slight laugh. Though the one he wasn't surprised by. A lot of people were creeped out by ghost stories, some with better reasons than others. Rowan had just never had any encounter that freaked him out so he still took it with an indifferent approach. Gore and jumpy-ness never got to him the way that it got to others. And he had to say, he was pretty glad about that because it kept him from clinging to someone whenever he watched these kinds of movies. Nah, he had nightmares for different reasons. Scarier reasons. He shut off the thought before it could do its damage. His vulnerability was already giving too much away, the last thing he needed were those thoughts creeping in.

When Alex re-positioned the DVD player, Rowan bit down on the inside of his cheek. This whole touching thing was really not helping him. The urge to cuddle was pretty strong, but he didn't want to make Alex uncomfortable. The movie and the storm were all but forgotten to Rowan. They might as well have been nonexistent with the way his mind was right now. Oh no, right now, the brunette beside him held all of his attention and Rowan kept looking over at him to gauge his reactions.

Mannnn he really wanted to kiss this boy right now....so what was stopping him?

[Alexander Rothwell]

The rain started a few minutes after the most recent rumble of thunder, it was pretty light at first, but it only got louder and louder. It got to the point where they actually had to turn the volume up on the DVD player just to really guess on what was going on. He did feel really comfortable, this as the type of things he'd always imagined doing with a guy, just curling up and watching a movie together. The realization sort of hit him like a buss. He was really hard core cuddling with the guy, pressed close, arms wrapped around certain places, and gently, Alex could feel his head lulling to a rest on Rowan's shoulder. But, this was Rowan he was thinking about. 

The guy who had sex for fun, who was constantly on his toes for sexual innuendo.. but then again today he didn't really seem right. What was going on with him? Alex almost felt sort of ashamed, like he was taking advantage of someone who wasn't acting like they usually do. In all honesty, that was a pretty foreign concept he was being faced with.  But, Rowan actually seemed like an alright guy.. at least tonight. He helped the teen get his make-up off, and not look like an idiot and they were even ending a night with a scary movie. It was fun.. and besides.. he did feel comfortable..

His head was now resting on the other guy's shoulder, and he felt himself letting out a small content sigh. He really wanted to know what Rowan was thinking now, how exactly did he feel about how close they were? More importantly, he wanted to know why he was doing this. Rowan was cute, but he was the sexual deviant who had befriended Lucy.. but this was.. just not the guy he had expected to see tonight. It was weird, it was different, and he kind of liked it. Settling in more, Alex almost forgot a scary movie was playing, the movie was nearing its end now, drawing on final climactic scary things. Once again, Alex felt himself tensing and gasping once more, if he could push himself more into Rowan he did so. The rain pounding against his dorm window didn't really help. How was he going to sleep tonight? 

[Rowan Booker]

Rowan a sexual deviant? Nooooo. Okay, yeah, but it was really just because he found that it was something he was good at. He didn't have to go through the awkward losing his virginity thing with someone that he didn't know. Not that anyone was ever going to really figure out who he had lost it to. They were both sworn to secrecy. But it actually helped him a lot, losing it to who he had. Granted there was technically two ways for him to lose his v-card, the one that counted was with the right person at the right time. He couldn't remember who the guy had been, at least not at the top of his head and he didn't really care because that hadn't been as important as the first real time. His first time kind of set the mood for how he'd be in the future, how he was now. Sure, he was a total dick now about sex, but at the same time he wasn't the kind of guy to take advantage of someone when they were drunk or something stupid like that. He liked those who were willing and in their right mind.

Just because he was having an off day, didn't mean he was a good guy though. He wasn't, or rather, he didn't think he was and it never bothered him. Rowan was an asshole and he knew it. That's how he approached everything, with the mindset of being an absolute dick that no one would ever develop real feelings for. It was part of the reason he acted the way that he did. If someone didn't like it, they didn't have to put up with him and they didn't have to get to know him. In fact, he didn't want them to. Fuck anyone who had a problem with his choices. They didn't know the reason behind it. They didn't understand. Rowan acted the way that he did for a reason, but no one ever really tried figuring out that reason and so he got the bad guy rep.

This whole thing with Alex was getting to him. Not necessarily in a bad way though. It was showing him that maybe, just maybe Alex would try and get to know him, the way that he really was. Granted Rowan knew that this, what was happening right now, was short-lived and that things would go back to normal eventually. He still liked to think that Alex, like Lucy, wouldn't give up on him. That Alex would look past the walls that he built up and try taking them down again to see this guy. This was Rowan. Sure he had sex for fun and he didn't plan on stopping that, but he could have fun with one person. It just had to be the right kind of person. Someone that accepted him, all of him. As much as he hated to admit it, he was kind of placing Alex as that person right now, even as early on as it was. He'd never admit it out loud though. Not now at least.

Alex pressed closer to him and his head rested on Rowan's shoulder. A faint smile traced his lips as ran his fingers up and down Alex's back in a soothing gesture. Tonight had turned out a lot different than what he'd imagined, but he didn't mind it. It was a nice change of pace, even as confused as he was about his own feelings. He noticed that the movie was drifting to an end and he knew that once it was over, Alex would want to leave. The thought wasn't all that pleasant to Rowan at the moment and he really wished that the younger boy could just stay here for the night. He was content with the way that they were positioned right now and he knew that once Alex was gone, he'd go right back to being the way he had before Alex got there.

Rowan bit his lip and tightened his arm around Alex's shoulders again. He really didn't want him to leave. But would the younger boy be up for staying longer if he really didn't have much reason to?

[Alexander Rothwell]

You'd think Alex would have gotten use to the amount of jump scares and intense moments in this movie by now, but nope, every little thing still left him gasping. Surprisingly, he didn't jump much at all now, now that Rowan had his arm over his shoulders and he had his arm hooked around his waist. Thunder boomed again, but Alex had gotten use to it, only nervously darting his eyes around the room as the lightning created shadows on the walls. The storm didn't seem like it would let up any time soon, and to be honest, Alex was completely terrified of going back to his own room. His room mates weren't exactly the comforting type. Lucy would probably already be asleep, or out for the night, besides she would sure as hell want to know how he got that make-up off, and he wasn't really sure if he wanted to report what was happening to him right now anyway. Shivers ran down his back as Rowan's fingers followed the same path, Alex found himself blushing.

The movie, after what seemed like only twenty more minutes, drew to a close, the screen fading to black before a roll of credits and music played the movie off. It was darker than before now, and the shadows only seemed to deepen. The storm outside continued it's harsh assault on the dorm window, and Alex decided that if he had to go back to his own dorm, he would rather just sleep on a couch in the common area. In every movie, by the time the credits played, everyone was ready to be done with it and move onto something else. But a weird sort of tension filled the minuscule spaces left between Alex and Rowan, which Alex couldn't fill. The two were pressed together, and it seemed as if both of them were not ready to let go, waiting to see who would do it first. 

Alex, surprisingly, still clung to the boy next to him. He expected Rowan to relinquish his hold at any moment, and show him out, why wasn't that happening? Again, he was still comfortable and warm, not very tired, but he knew that he would be soon enough. Once the credits stopped, the screen went back to the DVD's menu, and the same cheesy music and background cut scenes sounded. The two sat there for a while more, and Alex felt himself fidgeting beside Rowan. He would never be able to get to sleep by himself. But what was he suppose to do, ask Rowan if he could spend the night? 

"U-uhmm.. Yeah, I don't know how I am going to be able to sleep tonight." He offered with a nervous laugh, gently loosening his grip on Rowan's side and adjusting his spot against Rowan. He still made not effort to get up and off the bed, and his stomach sort of flipped when he noticed Rowan's arm was still draped over his shoulder. "I could totally see Lucy trying to scare me, I would die." 

[Rowan Booker]

The black screen and credits rolling added to the tension in the room. Rowan could handle sexual tension, but he wasn't sure what this was. Part of him thought that he should really remove his arm and put some distance between them or at least make the young boy leave. But he made no move away from Alex and he if anything tightened his grip around him until the blue screen came back. He found himself sighing quietly. This was it. This was where Alex got up and left and Rowan went right back to where he was before. Acting like nothing ever happened. Nothing ever effected him. And honestly it wasn't like anything really did happen. An arm around the shoulder was nothing to freak out about. It was a friendly gesture if anything, nothing more.

But these feelings, these urges that he had, they weren't just a friendly gesture. It was really messing with his head. He didn't even have these thoughts when he was with someone alone before the act of sex. It was always just have sex, then nothing. Emotionless and empty. This, these feelings, had something behind it though. And he honestly couldn't even figure out what exactly there was behind it. Nothing serious of course because that wasn't Rowan. He wasn't the type of guy that changed for that 'someone special' because there wasn't anyone that was special enough to change him. Not even his best friend could change him if she wanted to.

Alex pulled back a little, but Rowan didn't move his arm quite yet. He smiled at Alex, "Nah, Lucy wouldn't mess with you too much. Maybe. Okay, she probably would." He laughed and bit his lip briefly, "You know, if you're worried about Lucy, you could just hang here. I mean my roommates typically leave me alone and they're pretty chill." And they were used to Rowan having 'company'. He looked down at the brunette and finally moved his arm from his shoulder down to settle between them, touching Alex's arm. He idly let his fingers fidget and brush against Alex's arm. Man, he really was trying to keep himself in check. The last thing he needed was to do something stupid that he'd regret later.

His eyes snapped back up to Alex and he internally sighed, but he looked really hot in this lighting, reflecting off of his face and his eyes.

[Alexander Rothwell]

Alex's comments didn't hang in the air for too long, which he was glad for. Rowan's arm hung onto him as he responded, attempting to be reassuring at first, then falling into offering more time in his room. Alex really got riled up at the way he bit his lip. What exactly where they doing? Was he really about to agree to spend the night in Rowan Booker's bedroom, what a topic that would be. Then again, did he really want to go back to his dorm and spend the night with all his lights on, tucked under covers as he waited for some strange beast to grab him in his sleep? No, he would be freaking out half the night, worrying about every creak and groan, especially the ones specifically caused by Lucy to frighten him further. 

Gently, Rowan removed his arm from Alex's shoulders and let it rest in between them once more, his arm pressed up against it. Rowans fingers sort of brushed against Alex in a way that sent weird sparks all along his arm. "I... guess I could do that." He offered after a moment hesitation, coughing a little bit into his free arm's hand. The tension in the room seemed to ease, but for Alex, it was replaced by a whole new type of tension, the type that said freely 'what in the hell was going on?', throughout his mind.

"Like.. did er.. you mean spend the night in your room?" He offered, more quietly than before. He had the option to get up and walk right out the door, but he didn't. "What are we suppose to do, sleep together? Ah! I mean, like, sleep sleep, in the same bed, by each other?" Mentally Alex was hitting himself over the head, repeatedly, with a baseball bat. Sucking in a short and deep breath, Alex busied himself with getting the DVD player off of their legs, and setting it on a free part of the bed. 

[Rowan Booker]

Alex was so shy. So very, very shy. Rowan didn't understand people that were so reserved and quiet, it just never made sense to him. Even when he was like this, he wasn't exactly shy. There had never been a time when Rowan was like that. Not once. He was a social person, always loved talking to people even if they didn't want to talk to him and he couldn't help it. It was how he made friends and it was how he set up hookups. Rowan wasn't sure what it would have been like for him to be a shy, quiet person. He probably wouldn't be friends with Lucy and he probably wouldn't have the reputation that he had. It wouldn't be nearly as troublesome for Alex to make this decision on whether he should stay in Rowan's room or not. If it was anyone else, this wouldn't have been such a big deal. And even still, it wasn't like Rowan was putting any moves on him, so he didn't see the why it was such a big deal.

The way Alex worded his question, it was just perfect. Rowan knew what he meant of course and he also knew that the subject of sex was probably on his mind because that's what happened when someone slept over with Rowan. But still, it was just too funny. So what was he supposed to do? Hide a laugh? Oh no, there was no holding it back because he just found it hysterical. The way Alex got all flustered and embarrassed. Rowan found it really cute. The poor kid probably thought Rowan was going to take advantage of him in the darkness, but that wasn't Rowan. He only ever slept with someone if they were willing and by the looks of it, Alex wasn't really ready for that kind of step.

The younger boy frantically busied himself and Rowan just smiled. Eventually he let out a faint sigh and pulled his knees up to his chest, "You realize I'm not trying to get you into the sack with me right? I'm not that horrible of a guy, despite my reputation. I can sleep on the floor if you'd prefer." Rowan's voice was just above a murmur, his eyes cast downward again. Man, did everyone really think so lowly of him? Here he was offering Alex a reprieve from Lucy's terrorizing, but part of him knew that the only reason Alex was hesitating was because he was afraid of what everyone would say.

Funny how something like that actually hurt the blonde.

[Alexander Rothwell]

As Alex messed around with the DVD case, trying to enclose the disk inside, he heard a faint sigh off toward his right. The teen tossed a glance toward Rowan's general direction an noticed Rowan pulling his knees to his chest, he actually looked a bit.. put off, or maybe even a bit hurt? He murmured, his eyes downcast toward his knees, and Alex felt a wave of guilt wash into him. He was such an idiot, to be acting like that when the guy had done nothing but helped him this entire time, even if he had planned on doing anything, Alex was throwing all the signals of someone wanting to do something back. He'd have to think about that one later. 

Dammit Alex.. After mentally kicking himself for a few moments, Alex drew himself up and onto his knees, on the bed, before turning to face Rowan. "Y-yeah.. I know. I'm sorry if I am being an idiot. I've just never really..." A small cough found itself exciting the teen's throat, before he continued. "Ehm.. never really cuddled with a guy before, I wasn't really sure what you expected.. or er.. what I expected." The explanation seemed sort of flat, and Alex felt his face burning from Rowans laughing. "And no, you don't have to sleep on the floor. I liked watching the movie with you." Alex added a bit too quickly. More like being that close. I mean, wow. "Besides, Uhmm. It's still kind of creepy, now that the movie is over." 

The teen slowly bounced on his knees a bit, anxiously waiting a response. He really did feel bad about being such a jerk. 

[Rowan Booker]

Rowan glanced up when Alex faced him again and he tried to keep the fact that he was a little put off by the way that Alex was acting. It really only fed into what Rowan originally thought, even if all the signs pointed to false. Sure Alex cuddled with him of his own accord, but that didn't change the fact that he also was freaked out about the fact that he was in Rowan's room alone, with the lights off. What a scandal it would turn out to be, even if nothing was going on or would go on if Alex didn't want it to. Rowan was actually pretty understanding when it came to people that weren't interested in having sex right off the bat. Granted it kind of sucked sometimes, but he wasn't going to force anything upon the brunette.

He'd never cuddled with a guy before? Well okay, that was understandable. Rowan remembered when the whole cuddling thing had been awkward for him, too. Okay, it wasn't quite the same, but close enough. "Alex, I don't expect anything from cuddling. I'm not trying to steal your virtue and if you don't want me to do anything I won't." There it was again, the thought. If this was anyone besides Alex. Things would be different if this wasn't Alex, if he didn't actually find himself caring about him. Rowan hated it, sure, but he wasn't going to do anything without the okay from Alex.

When the brunette mentioned that he was still a little creeped out, Rowan smiled and opened his arms up again, "C'mere, I'll protect you from the scary shadows." He laughed softly and kept the invitation open, curious to see if the younger boy would take him up on it.

[Alexander Rothwell]

Inside, Alex once again felt himself mentally recoiling. Rowan continued to ensure that he wasn't up to anything, like he thought Alex immediately expected to be forced into having sex with him. Sure.. he was a bit worried about being alone with Rowan, but it was more-so out of intimidation rather than the thought of doing anything with him. He wouldn't have cuddled up to him so close if he did hate the idea of being close to him. He was just another guy after all, reputation regardless. And Alex was a guy too, it's not like those sorts of thoughts never ran through his mind. He was a teenager, but a very underexposed teenager. A lot of it was partly do to the fact that he was gay, and then also to the fact that he was still pretty immature and untrusting when he came to Hammel. It took him a while to rebound from things of the past, and it was still a journey. 

Alex liked guys, Rowan was a guy, Alex was definitely attracted to Rowan. At the same time though, he always really wished that he could have a legitimate boyfriend, someone to cuddle up too, someone to go on dates with, go to dances with. Doing anything with Rowan barely crossed his mind, as someone as exciting as him wouldn't have time for Alex. People who slept around were interested in just that, sleeping around. He could see it in the way Lucy did things, and a few other people he saw around Hammel. 

"I'm not worried about you.. er.. 'stealing my virtue'." Retaliated Alex, digging his hands into the bedding, once again pushing away the memories that tried to invade his mind. He felt himself calming down a bit when Rowan offered out his arms, his face still hot. The teen wasn't really sure what Rowan brought out in him, but he found himself speaking again. " Like.. I am a guy..." Alex brought his hands to his chest, as if to clarify his point. "It's not like I don't want to... do things. But! I just.. I don't know. I've never really done anything, or even had a boyfriend. So I guess I just get worked up over all that.." 

With the explanation out of the way, Alex felt a small nervous smile crawl onto his face, Rowan was still holding out his arms and he had no idea what to do. Was he really going to hug him? He felt his stomach lurch around and do a somersault once more. Alex let out a small laugh, and tossed the DVD case toward Rowan. "Err. Ha, yeah. I'm pretty sure you still need to put those things away. Were getting ready for bed anyway, right?" Another thought crept into his mind, and he let out a small nervous laugh. "You don't sleep naked right?" 

[Rowan Booker]

Rowan was overall amused by the way that Alex over-explained things. Or at least, he found it over-explaining because very rarely did he ever elaborate on what he thought or felt. Not unless he was with his cousin. Who cared if no one understood what he was trying to say? He sure as hell didn't. It was their own problem. But Alex really seemed to want Rowan to understand what was going on in his mind. It was insanely cute the way that he talked in circles and rambled, tripping over himself when he tried expressing what he meant to say.

The kid had great word choice, too. He wanted to do things? What kind of things was he referring to? Rowan's mind could run with that, but he tried not to because then he'd be no better than what everyone made him out to be. "Alex, you're over-thinking things. You just have to relax and go with the flow of things and stop worrying so much." The whole idea of a boyfriend was kind of uncomfortable to Rowan. He'd never been a boyfriend or had one. He wasn't sure he really wanted to be or have one because it involved a bunch of things that he wasn't exactly good at. Expressing feelings was one thing. And being intimate without the...intimacy. It was all very involved and he just didn't like the general idea. It was like being tied down.

Rowan's arms dropped to his sides when Alex tossed the DVD case at him and he nodded slightly. Well, talk about your major rejection. Granted, sure he was being joking and stuff, but it didn't change the fact that he hadn't hugged him or cuddled up to him. Especially with the way that he was talking. Rowan got up off the bed and walked back over to the cabinet after having put the DVD back in its case so he could return the movie to where it was before. He had them alphabetized so he knew exactly where to put it and then he snatched the DVD player and set it back on the table he got it from. Afterwards he just kind of stood there again, unsure of what to do.

Alex's question made him snort, "Not when it's this cold out. No thanks. Pajama pants usually do just fine for me." He said with a shrug and leaned on the edge of the desk, just looking at Alex and away, back and forth. He couldn't make up his mind.

[Alexander Rothwell]

Just go with the flow? Easier said than done, at least in Alex's case. Keeping a guarded approach to situations was a survival tactic in his youth, and it was something that he couldn't just drop. It took him a good year outside of Hammel, and a good three years just to get to the point he was at. The small nervous smile on the boy's face cracked only slightly at the dancer's words. "Er.. I guess you're right." Yeah, as soon as I become the first man to walk on Pluto.

Alex watched Rowan as he moved off the bed, putting the DVD player and DVD case back where they belonged.  So, he was about to spend the night with Rowan Booker, and they weren't going to have sex. That was probably the most interesting thing that has happened to him this week, he really did need to get out more. An actual smile found itself upon his lips as that thought passed through his mind, this really was actually kind of exciting. He had just cuddled a guy, for the first time ever, that was something he could check off his to do list right now. The fact that Rowan would literally be up for anything.. hell.. he could check everything off his to do list, the idea sure was enticing.

The teen let out a small sigh of relief, Rowan wasn't going to sleep naked. But he still did sometimes, Alex found himself glancing down at the bed with a curious look on his face. When he looked back up, he found Rowan sitting against his desk, looking toward Alex, and looking away. Well, he really wasn't sure what to do, so he clenched the sheets once more and spoke up. " Well, what now? Time for bed?" Once again, he really wasn't sure what he was doing. He knew that he didn't sleep with a shirt on, so gently he grabbed at the bottom of his shirt and lifted it up over his head, balling it up in his hands. "Er.. you got like. Extra pajama pants?" Alex asked meekly, suddenly feeling insecure about being the only shirtless one in the dark room.

[Rowan Booker]

Rowan rolled his eyes when Alex sighed in relief about the whole not sleeping naked thing. That kid wishes he did when it was cold. But the cold didn't make things very pleasant for him in that region of his body. Not to mention, when he was shirtless he was pretty sure his nipples could cut through glass with as hard as they got. Honestly it was just flat out ridiculous, so he wasn't going to subject himself to the lower part of his body being all weird and stuff. Especially around someone he hadn't had sex with. Because in the cold, it would seem a lot less impressive than when he was in the act. And yes, things like this went through his mind all the time. It was like when an older woman got all insecure about their bodies when they stood up as opposed to laying down. Things looked different.

He pushed himself up from the desk and was just about to dig out some pajama pants of his own when Alex once more bombarded him with questions. "Hey, hey, hey. Whoa. You ask a lot of questions. Just relax, what'd I say? Go with the flow. Okay? And yes, I have more than one pair. You know, just in case I have a sleep over with someone that requires clothing," He cracked a smile, one of his more genuine ones of the night and found that he was feeling a little more at ease now that things were a little less tensed up. His mind was off the previous subject that had put him in his off mood and now he was starting to realize that he could actually enjoy himself now. (Not in that way, don't worry.)

Rowan snatched up a pair of fleece, navy blue pajama pants and tossed them over at Alex, just as the younger boy pulled off his shirt. Man. Rowan appraised him with a look and had to admit, he was a bit surprised that the brunette was so...muscular. Before he made any inappropriate comments though, he grabbed a plaid pair of fleece pants for himself and shut the drawer. Without all the hesitation that Alex had, he pulled off his shirt and kicked off his jeans, happy that he decided to wear boxers today instead of going commando like he typically did and yanked on his pajama pants. "You know, we don't have to go to bed right away, if you just wanna talk or whatever." Rowan wasn't really all that tired to be honest. He was a tad bit distracted.

[Alexander Rothwell]

Alex felt the cold against his chest and he wished he had kept his shirt on, but he was pretty relieved when Rowan through him a pair of pajama pants for his own. With what happened next, Alex was sort of glad that he wasn't changing too. Rowan himself didn't even hesitate as he yanked off his shirt. Alex's eyes scanned over his chest, stopping to savor ever muscle that stood out too him. he was enjoying this way to much, but he couldn't keep himself from watching. Without a second thought, Rowan pulled off his pants, just standing in his boxers for a few moments, before pulling on his pajama pants. Alex audibly gulped at the site, realizing a bit too late that his jaw had unhinged and dropped dangerously close to the floor. Boing.

Reluctantly, Alex took his eyes away from Rowan and tried to gain a level head. Holy crap, what am I doing? He looked toward the ground, only looking up when Rowan started speaking again. Talk or whatever, Alex rally didn't mind the talking part, but he was almost disappointed from the fact that they weren't in bed, next to each other yet. He kind of wanted to cuddle right then and there. Stop that. Alarm bells should have been ringing in his head, but instead he undid his own belt and pulled off his jeans, swiftly pulling the fleece pajama pants on.

"Talk? What about?" He asked, throwing a little less sheepish glance toward Rowan now. It was obvious that Alex was way more comfortable than he had been walking in the door. Rowan was getting to him, and he wasn't sure if that was bad or not yet. "I'm not really that tired too, I guess." Alex was interested to see what Rowan was thinking about, and he couldn't keep his eyes from drifting down to his chest.