"You're a combat vet, I'm just a crotchety old alien," he jokes with a beatific smile, sliding his palm up and down Alex's back before he sits up, knowing that they can't keep making out in this truck forever, not when he still feels all these things about it turning up.
"The bed was tiny," he says, snorting. "Alex, hey," he says, drawing him to sit up. "I gotta ask you something."
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Date: 2020-06-17 02:07 pm (UTC)"The bed was tiny," he says, snorting. "Alex, hey," he says, drawing him to sit up. "I gotta ask you something."