John's Pov:

Should I be watching him while he sleep?

Absolutely not.

Am I?

Yeah.

Alex's forehead was basically on fire and he was still cold. So while he was snuggled into my chest he had the duvet on him which was making me hot.

This is so boring so I started taking out the end of Alex's cornrows seeing he was asleep.

He won't mind.

Alex started shifting in his sleep as I had undone the first one. Holy shit his hair is so soft and so pretty.

He looked even better with it down.

Suddenly he got up his eyes fluttering open as he sat up. His arms were own my chest as he stretched.

"I'm tired," he whispered laying back down.

"Come on, your soup is downstairs,"

"Mmmhmmm," he rolled off my chest onto the bed.

He closed his eyes, his lips pressed together in a straight line.

Holy shit.

He is so adorable and kissable.

I stared debating in my head whether to do it or not till I remembered what he said just the night before.

The words rang in my head.

He hasn't had his first kiss.

"You okay?" Alex asked grabbing my arm.

"Yeah," I said trying to clear all images of us passionately kissing from my brain.

"I don't buy it,"

"Fair enough,"

"Can you bend your leg over your head?" Alex asked suddenly.

"No, my balls hurt from just thinking about it,"

"Ha, I can,"

"It feels like you kicked me in the balls, stop,"

"I can show you if you want,"

"I'd rather stay here for a bit,"

"Good choice,"

That's when my brain decided to do the most random thing.

Go into self destruct mode.

"How would you feel if I kissed you?"

"What," Alex's eyes shot open.

"I mean, I'm sorry, I don't know-"

"No no, it's fine, just you caught me off guard there,"

"But you see now I feel bad beca-" I was cut off my Alex sitting up an pecking my lips.

I felt my brain turn to mush, my body melt, and my words became a mash of letters and syllables.

"Are you okay?" Alex asked.

"You just kissed me,"

"It was more of a peck really,"

"I can't have your first kiss,"

"Well you see, a first kiss is what you decide to be your first kiss,"

"Kissing during sex yes but I'm not gonna count that,"

"So your not a mouth virgin....or a regular virgin?"

"Nope,"

"Oh,"

"Can I kiss you again," Alex said through the silence.

"Depends,"

"On what?"

"If you you want it,"

"I do," he nodded leaning forward.

I did the same letting my eyes flutter close and the moment I felt our lips touch I felt a billion fireworks go off inside my body.

And before I could savor the moment Alex pulled away biting his lip.

Before kissing me again and again and again and again.

Alex cupped my face with his hand kissing me a final time. I let my hands travel to his waist as he pulled me down on top of him.

"Hey John you wan-WHAT THE FUCK," Maria came in the room and yelled.

Alex pulled away still cupping my face as she looked at him awkwardly. Me and Alex stared back.

"Okay," she said leaving and closing the door.

"You want your soup?" I asked.

"Yeah,"

"Come on,"

"Wait," alex said.

"What?"

He grabbed my shirt slamming his lips on mine again.

He pulled away fInALLy, "sorry, just kissing you is....amazing," he sighed.

"Okay hotcakes, how get up,"

"Hotcakes???"

"Deal with it," I said dragging him out of the bed.

"Mhshajjrme," Alex whined as I dragged him by the arm out of the room.

We made our way downstairs sitting on the bat stools.

"So," Maria said placing a bowl of soup in front of Alex and a plate of leftover in front of me, "what was that about,"

"What was what about," James said walking into the kitchen.

"Nothing," all three of us said.

"You're let off the hook this time,"

"There was a hook?" I joked.

"Very funny Laurens," Maria joked back.

The room remained silent while Maria did some book work. Maria was currently going to culinary school unlike the rest of us who already graduated.

Since she came to America her main focus was her education so the girl didn't waste time.

We don't exactly know where she's from, well except Peggy, but my best guess is from the Dominican Republic.

While Alex has maybe only taken a sip I had finished the plate and was too lazy to get more.

Thankfully that's when Peggy walked in and kissed Maria's forehead before opening the fridge for only God knows what.

"Peggy," I called.

"Yeah?" She grabbed the tupperware full of leftovers. Even better.

"You wanna give me more food,"

Peggy snorted, "as if? What do you say,"

"Please daddy," I joked.

Alex choked on his soup and Maria accidently lost her page, sighing,and adjusting the glasses resting on her nose.

"Don't worry Ria, I won't steal your girl,"

"Better not," she shifted in her seat.

"Yeah John," Alex whispered nudging my shoulder.