Post by alwaysparis on Jan 20, 2019 22:23:39 GMT -5
Title: Hazy
Author: alwaysparis
Rating: TEEN
Pairings: Michael/Alex
Disclaimer: The characters of Roswell, NM belong to Carina Adly Mackenzie, Melinda Metz, and the CW. The song "Hazy" belongs to the Counting Crows. No infrigment is intended with the posting of this story.
Summary: How did Alex and Michael leave things after high school?
Author's Note: Thank you RachelEm for making this story better. Now I just need to write the rest.
Alex leans against the headboard, silently watching as he reaches down to zip up his jeans. Michael's searching for his shirt or his shoes or whatever; looking around the room – the floor, the desk chair in the corner, anywhere but him.
It’s always the same – no matter how many times the scene repeats itself.
Denial.
Resistance.
Surrender.
Escape.
Avoidance.
Alex wonders if they’ll ever break free of this vicious little cycle they always seem to find themselves in. And at the same time he can’t help but think he doesn’t have the right to wish for something he can’t give.
It was easier when he knew he’d get to see him every day. But things are different now. Their encounters have become fewer, and farther between. They graduate today and they have their diverging plans and responsibilities. He'll be gone in a few days to start his service and Michael – well, he's not exactly sure what Michael will be doing after this, but Alex is sure he'll be long gone before he comes back. Michael is too smart for this town, he's gonna change the world.
And it’s not like he cares or anything –
Except he does.
Because maybe this is all he’ll ever get.
Michael is fully dressed now and getting ready to leave and Alex feels so empty all of a sudden it takes his breath away. He continues to look at him as Michael searches for his wallet, still careful to avoid eye contact.
Alex knows he’s about to disappear from his life without a word, and all he wants to do is ask him to stay. Because he can’t for the life of him remember why it has to be this way.
“Mike…” he starts, but he doesn’t quite know what to say.
So he lets his name trail on into silence as Michael looks him in the eye for the first time since he got up from the bed. And the expression in Michael’s eyes mirror his own.
“Bye, Alex.”
Author: alwaysparis
Rating: TEEN
Pairings: Michael/Alex
Disclaimer: The characters of Roswell, NM belong to Carina Adly Mackenzie, Melinda Metz, and the CW. The song "Hazy" belongs to the Counting Crows. No infrigment is intended with the posting of this story.
Summary: How did Alex and Michael leave things after high school?
Author's Note: Thank you RachelEm for making this story better. Now I just need to write the rest.
Could you tell me why you're leaving?
Cause I don't know why it has to be so.
Cause I don't know why it has to be so.
Alex leans against the headboard, silently watching as he reaches down to zip up his jeans. Michael's searching for his shirt or his shoes or whatever; looking around the room – the floor, the desk chair in the corner, anywhere but him.
It’s always the same – no matter how many times the scene repeats itself.
Denial.
Resistance.
Surrender.
Escape.
Avoidance.
Alex wonders if they’ll ever break free of this vicious little cycle they always seem to find themselves in. And at the same time he can’t help but think he doesn’t have the right to wish for something he can’t give.
It was easier when he knew he’d get to see him every day. But things are different now. Their encounters have become fewer, and farther between. They graduate today and they have their diverging plans and responsibilities. He'll be gone in a few days to start his service and Michael – well, he's not exactly sure what Michael will be doing after this, but Alex is sure he'll be long gone before he comes back. Michael is too smart for this town, he's gonna change the world.
And it’s not like he cares or anything –
Except he does.
Because maybe this is all he’ll ever get.
Michael is fully dressed now and getting ready to leave and Alex feels so empty all of a sudden it takes his breath away. He continues to look at him as Michael searches for his wallet, still careful to avoid eye contact.
Alex knows he’s about to disappear from his life without a word, and all he wants to do is ask him to stay. Because he can’t for the life of him remember why it has to be this way.
“Mike…” he starts, but he doesn’t quite know what to say.
So he lets his name trail on into silence as Michael looks him in the eye for the first time since he got up from the bed. And the expression in Michael’s eyes mirror his own.
“Bye, Alex.”