havokangel:

i listened to love by lana del rey whilst writing this. enjoy! 

edit//i also listened to all you need is love (across the universe version) bc the end part where they sing slowly in the background ‘she loves you yeah, yeah, yeah’ screams this drabble

@alexsunmners @mvximoff

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Alex Summers isn’t a good person. He’s accepted the fact long ago when he came to terms with the weight of his sins that he carries upon his shoulders. He’s done things in the war that won’t go unpunished if there’s such thing as an afterlife, leaving him with a burning hot rage inside of him that’s akin to a ticking time bomb. The war has made his tongue sharper than a razor and temper shorter than it has ever been before; making Alex a shell of who he used to be, his personality and feelings buried six feet under the anger and frustration of PTSD.

The world around Alex is gray and depressing and that’s why he nearly gets fucking whiplash when he meets you. You’re soft and beautiful and optimistic and it’s something Alex never thought he’d see again; and ironically, as beautiful and soft as you are, he met you in the worst possible conditions there could have been.

Your brother served with Alex alongside Stryker. When your brother got home, he drank himself to death in an attempt to shut off the screaming inside of his head. Word got out to the rest of the mutants in the squadron, and they attended his funeral; that’s where he met you for the first time. And instead of screaming and crying and damning God for taking away your brother like Alex would have done, you held his photo close to your heart and smiled as you made his eulogy, speaking as if he weren’t dead. In this moment Alex knew that you were made up of bravery and love and softness, and to have those traits in a war-driven society is something of a rarity of its own.

It’s an understatement to say that Alex fell hard for you.

Loving you is like gasping for air after drowning. Loving you is like jumping into water on an excruciatingly hot day. Loving you is like laughing until you can’t breathe, and loving you is forgetting all of the wrongs Alex has made in his life.

Alex isn’t easy to love, he knows that. He thought the second you tore down his walls to see how fucked up and angry he was, you’d leave him. But you didn’t. You just kept loving him without fear.

And as he’s watching you run through the water that splashes upon the sand, he can’t help but to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you into his arms, because Alex is in love and you love him back and the mere thought of it sends a comforting, warm rush throughout his body. You smile as you cup his cheeks, eyes fluttering shut. Alex watches you and time seems to slow as you lean into him.

You love him; and his mother told him never to leave a good thing waiting.

So he kisses you. He kisses you and you kiss him back, because maybe, just maybe, this is something to keep fighting for.