This is probably my favorite ship ever, and this story does it no justice. I'm working on a bunch more stories that will hopefully actually be good. Unrelated but, oh my lord, 300 reads? That's fucking incredible! I didn't expect anyone to actually read this, so thanks!

Word Count: 301

Alex's POV

I have John pressed up against the wall, kissing me. He pulls my hair, making me moan, and slides his tongue in my mouth. I relish in the feeling of being dominated.

Before we can get too into it, Thomas wraps his arms around my waist and drags me off of John. He holds me above the floor, so I kick and flail like a toddler. He spins me around and sets me down so that he's in between us, shooting me a playful glare.

"Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"I left early."

"Because?"

"Because I didn't have anything left to do. Get off my case." I stick my tongue out at him. He returns the gesture, kissing my forehead after. He turns around and gives John an actual kiss.

"Hi," He purrs. I exhale loudly so he pays attention to me.

"Why does he get a proper hello?"

"Because he didn't almost kick me in the balls."

"What was I supposed to do? I didn't know you were gonna pick me up!" He rolls his eyes. "Fine. Have fun," I huff, grabbing my computer and walking into our bedroom. I start typing a paper, not stopping until Thomas knocks on the door. I look up and see him standing in the doorway.

"Dinner's ready." I save my document and close my laptop, walking over to him. I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Can I get a kiss first?" I pout.

"Maybe." He laughs at himself.

When he's done, he kisses me deeply. I melt into him when he wraps his arms around my waist. He pulls away and drags me to the kitchen table, where John has made a beautiful meal. We all sit at the table and talk like normal. We all love each other too much to hold a grudge.