"Do you not have sleep clothes, Alex?" John asked, seeing Alexander get under the covers without changing out of his sweats and t-shirt. Alex shrugged.

"Eh, these will work fine," Alex said. He did actually have pajamas, but the shirt specifically was thin and unflattering. Plus, he really doesn't feel like changing. He thought he was good until he felt some clothes fly at his face.

"Looks like you do have pajamas," John smirked. "Now change into them. If you don't then you'll just burn up." Alex rolled his eyes and got up. He took the pajamas into the bathroom and changed. He tried not to look at himself in the mirror, knowing he wouldn't be able to wear the shirt if he saw himself in it. He changed and walked back into the bedroom, and he put his other clothes into his bag. He hated to admit it but it was much more comfortable with pajamas on.

It was almost 1:30 at this point, and they two guys didn't feeling like using their phones or anything. But no matter how late it was, neither of them could fall asleep. They kept tossing and turning back and forth until they were both facing each other.

Not registering what exactly what he was doing Alex opened his eyes and looked into John's. "Hey, John, can I tell you something that I've been wanting to tell you for a while?" Alexander asked him, his words slurred from tiredness.

"Sure, Alex, what is it?" John rubbed at his eyes and looked at Alex as if to say that he was listening.

"I wrote them. The letters, the notes, the emails, all of it. From the secret admirer," Alex confessed it, feeling as though something was lifted off of his chest.

"Alex, can I tell you something?" John asked. Alexander just nodded. "I had been hoping it was you."

Alex said something along the lines of 'that's nice' and closed his eyes. John put his arm around him and finally both men fell asleep.

Short chapter but omg I needed to write this in order to suRVIVE