This is a Valentine's Day special except in the story it doesn't take place on Valentine's day.

John's Pov:

I left Martha's room, closing the door quietly only to scream after tripping over my child.

"Oh my god, baby, are you okay?" I asked immediately going to help her up.

She nodded quietly.

"Are you okay?" I asked again.

"Do you love mommy?" She asked.

"....of course, but as a friend,"

"Do you love Lexi?"

I choked over my words.

"Ya see, it's kinda complicated-"

"Who is loving who out here?" Alex said coming out of his room.

He was now wearing a baggy t-shirt and sweats that were a little too loose. His hair was thrown up in a messy bun but as always his eyes lit up.

"Fuck me," I blurted.

"You good?" Alex asked not thinking anything of it.

"Yeah, I remembered I had something really important to do-" I cut myself off at the bit of awkward tension.

"Anyway," I cleared my throat, "I was gonna order pizza, are you fine with cheese?"

"I'll honestly eat anything right now,"

"Well yeah, I'll call, do you kind watching Franky for a second,"

"Of course," Alex chirped gladly taking her hand and going downstairs.

And my god, that cake-

Get your head out the gutter John.

Now time to call the pizza place.

Alex's Pov:

As soon as I made it downstairs the doorbell rang. I put down Frances at the counter so she was sitting on the barstool and went to go answer the door.

There stood the God himself, Lafayette.

"Oh hey," I smiled.

"Bonjour," Laf smiled politely.

He was so tall I had to tilt my head back far in order to see him.

"Damn you're tall," I said.

Laf chuckled before speaking, "can I talk to John?"

"Sure, gimme a sec,"

I turned around immediately yelling John's name.

"WHAT?" He yelled back.

"LAF IS HERE TO SEE YOU!"

"What?" I heard him ask from the too of the stair case.

"I said Laf is here to see you,"

"Oh okay, thanks," he smiled climbing down the rest of the stairs.

I went back to the kitchen and John went up to Lafayette.

"Franky?" I asked.

"Ýę§," she responded.

"The pizza should be here soon, what do you wanna do?"

"CHUGGINGTON!" she yelled jumping down the from the tall ass bar stool and running to the living room.

"What?"

"The TV!" She yelled from the couch.

"...okay..." I picked up the remote resting on the TV stand and turned on the TV on.

"What's the channel number?" I asked.

"It's on Netflix, Lexi," Frances giggled.

"Wha-"

"Alex do you need help?" John said.

Third Person Pov:

"No, I can do it," Alex said determined as he fiddled with the remote.

Francis waited patiently in the couch as Alex struggled incredibly.

"Thanks Laf, bye," John said shutting the door.

John sighed coming up behind Alex and suddenly decided to be bold for once thanks to Laf. He wrapped his arms around Alex's waist and took the remote from his hand.

"Lemme do it,"

Alex didn't speak. The channels switched and the show was on.

"Thanks," Alex said quietly turning around.

(This is so cringey I want to fucking cry)

"No problem," I smiled at him.

"YAY," Frances screamed ruining the moment.

John ignored her, "Alex, I wanna ask you something,"

"Yeah,"

"So I know you like me and before you ask how I know it's kinda obvious and I just wanted to say I like you back,"

"...and where is this going,"

"Do you maybe want to go out sometime...?"

"Like a date?" Alex asked stunned.

(Fuck me, this chapter is all over the place)

"Depends on if you say yes or not," John said not so stubbly looking down at Alex's lips.

"What if I don't?" Alex asked panicking.

"Then that would be slightly disappointing," John deadpanned.

"And if I said yes?" Alex said dragging it out because the author desperately wishes to get the their word limit so they can publish this chapter.

"Then I would be the happiest person on Earth,"

"And what about Martha,"

"She's going home tomorrow,"

"Why?"

"That's a story for another time,"

"Well then, yEš,"

(Cries in I cannot write for shit)

"IT'S ABOUT FUCKING TIME!" Someone yelled from the staircase.

The soon to be couple quickly turned to the stairs where Martha stood with a smile on her face.

"Oh my god," Alex's face flushed with embarrassment.

"Theres nothing to be embarrassed of," Martha shrugged it off, "I just wanted to know if the pizza was here,"

"It should be here soon," John said.

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

"Speaking of," John said turning away to the door.

"PIZZA," Frances yelled running off the couch.

"Of I forgot she was here," Alex said.