Disclaimer: I only own the plot, unfortunately. I wish I owned The Miz and Alex.
A/N: My stories have minds of their own I was listening to 'The Only Exception' by Paramore and the inspiration for a mizley fic hit me. I've had the idea for a while but when I finally got to the computer it didn't happen how I wanted it to. But this is still loosely based on that song in some ways.
All that to say, 1.) Expect some fluff inspired by the song 'The Only Exception' at some point in time, 2.) Go listen to 'The Only Exception' and tell me I'm not crazy for thinking that song has Mizley all over it.
Mike wakes up to the sound of soft snores behind him and a strong arm wrapped around his waist. He enjoys the warmth of the body behind him for a few moments, even let's himself think about staying for just a little longer even though he knows he can't. He hates himself for what he's about to do.
Leave them before they leave you. It's the only thing Mike knows when it comes to people. He's been abandoned so many times that it's just how he survives. You can't be heartbroken if you're the heartbreaker.
Even when he was young he knew that people didn't stick around for long. Love doesn't exist. If it did, his dad would never have left his mom.
He pushed away that unwanted memory.
Mike slowly tried to untangle himself from the other man's embrace, but that must have woken him up. He pulled Mike closer, kissing the back of his neck and sending goosebumps all over his body. "Mike..." Alex mumbled sleepily.
Mike closed his eyes and sighed before turning around in Alex's arms."Go back to sleep." Mike said softly. He ran a hand through Alex's hair and kissed him gently one last time before the man fell back to sleep.
This time around he's able to exit the bed without Alex waking. He slips into his boxers, then his jeans all the while telling himself that he's doing the right thing. It's much better to just slip away before things start than to fall into a routine with Alex and have it all get ripped away from him.
He continued getting dressed, slipping his shirt over his head and lacing up his shoes. Mike sighed as he got to the door, letting his hand rest on the handle. This his his last chance to just get back in bed with Alex and forget that he ever even thought about leaving.
He closes his eyes for a moment, trying to clear his thoughts. Eventually he comes to a decision. He opens his eyes again and whispers an apology before exiting the room, unaware that Alex had just saw him leave.