ι ѕєє α вα∂ мσση αяιѕιη' ♡

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Turning his head at the sound of shuffling, he barely registered another person in the room and turned back to the package of unpopped popcorn before he yelped, turning back around. "What are you doing up? It's like... late." He blushed, busying himself with the popcorn bag. He stuck it in the microwave and shut it as quietly as he could, setting the timer and starting the whirring machine.

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"I smelled brownies," Alex glanced at the oven, his light eyes focusing on what was baking inside before he glanced to Nikolas, "Besides, a certain someone woke me and it hasn't been easy to fall back asleep."

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He grinned despite his best efforts not to. "Sorry~" It wasn't a very genuine apology. "I promise I won't do anything tonight though. Besides before. So you can sleep without any worry." He swayed back and forth on his feet, toe heel, toe heel. Clapping his hands, he hummed. "Niki and I are going to bed soon anyway. Once the brownies are done."

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Alexsander chuckled and lifted one shoulder, "Then I'll wait for the brownies to be done.~"

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He bit his lip. "But I thought you were tired?"

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"You make it sound like you don't want me around," Alex pouted, crossing his arms over his bare chest.

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"Of course I want you around!" He blurted in a panic before quickly backtracking. "You're my best friend's brother, it would be rude of me to act that way with you. I just... don't want you staying up when your body's wanting you to go to sleep."

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Alex chuckled and gave him a smile, "Don't worry too much. I'll be just fine."

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He watched him for a minute, as if calculating if he was being honest or not, before he blushed and turned away. Noticing the popcorn had only a few seconds left, he frowned in confusion. "Where'd Niki go? She was supposed to put the movie in, but..." He trailed off. Maybe she just figured she'd wait in there for him. "Ah." He murmured, nodding.

Opening up the microwave once it beeped, he took care of the sweet popped kernels and hummed, turning. "I should probably tell you to make sure to get to bed soon. More grossness happening tomorrow." He wasn't a big fun of the blood and gore of beast hunting like some of the other shadowhunters were, even though occasionally he wished he could be as cool as them. This wish, however, was locked up tight.

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"Grossness?" Alex laughed and reached over, ruffling Nikolas' hair.

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He wiggled his nose. "Or whatever it is you call it when you go out and get covered in guts and blood." He grimaced and hummed. "Well, night!" He slung an arm around his neck and hugged him quickly before hurrying back to Nikita's room. Shutting the door behind himself, he rested against the wood with a sigh, eyes closing. His heart was racing at the proximity he had been in with the Russian, and a small smile pulled at his lips before he shook his head. Not the time.

"So-" He looked at her and lifted the bowl so she could see. "Popcorn time? Or... Oops." He winced.

Hurrying back into the kitchen with his head down in humiliation, he grabbed a rag and pulled out the finished brownies from the oven, setting the pan on a cooling wrack before scurrying back to his parabatai's room.

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"What's got you so flustered?" Nikita smirked, looking up from her magazine.

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He glowered at her. "Who do you think?" He pouted and flopped on her bed, starfishing with his face buried in the blankets.

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"Did my brother come and give you another little loooooovey-dovey kiss?" She grinned, rolling over and poking Nikolas.

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He flushed a deep red. "No!" He slapped her hand away. "He just came into the kitchen all sleepy cuz I woke him up and apparently he couldn't go back to sleep afterward and then he hung out in there even after I tried to get him to go back to bed. I mean, it's not that I don't enjoy his company, I just feel... awkward. And then I almost forgot about the brownies when I came back here, and I knew if I stayed in here they'd burn or something, so I went to go get them out and I felt like an idiot in front of him. I hope he didn't try to grab one, they need to cool for half an hour. Then I came back here and started getting interrogated by you." He rolled over, looking at the screen. "What are we watching again?"

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"Clash of the Titans," Nikita wrapped her arms around Nikolas, squishing her parabatai lightly, "I didn't mean to upset you, mkay?"

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"Yeah I know." He relaxed into her hug, frowning. "I just feel stupid every time I'm around him. My words don't cme out right and I keep forgetting things just because I get too distracted. I run away because it confuses me." He looked up at her. "Am I crazy?"

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"No, hun, that's called having feelings," Nikia laughed and kissed his forehead, "Don't worry. It's not as bad as you think."

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He grumbled and turned away. "I don't like having feelings. Makes me feel stupid."

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"Awwww, Nicky, it's not so bad," She chuckled.