Not Supposed To
Summary: Max and Alec finally figure some stuff out.
Disclaimer: I don't own DA, never will. No characters are mine, but I think the plot is.
WARNING: This is like anti-M/L shipper,ok? If you like it like that, now's a good time to leave.
AN: This is my first lame attempt at any kind of fic, and I am still trying to figure my style out,ok? Review please, but I won't withold chapters if u don't. Please bear with me.
Rating: PG-13?
'I'm supposed to hate him, right?' Max thought as she rode her bike down the street next to Alec. They'd just been telling jokes and cracking each other up, and that was probably the best time that either one of them had ever had. With each other, too. Max was confused now, because she felt something stir up inside of her when she joked around with him. Logan never liked to joke, and she'd never heard one of them out of him.
"Hey, Maxie. You okay?" Alec suddenly was looking over at her, a concerned look in his eyes that she'd only seen once. When she was crying in his arms about Ben's death.
"Wha-, y-yeah, I'm okay." Alec didn't buy it, and he was more concerned than he'd been when she was riding down the street, just staring out into space. He gave her one more concerned look, and decided to drop by her place that night to check on her.
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Logan snapped up his pant leg over the metal exoskeleton, determination on his features. He was going to win Max back from Alec. No way was he going to give up his girl to some punk from Manticore. He grabbed his keys and left the house.
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Rap,Rap,Rap.
Max went to the door, seeing Alec through the peephole. She was kind of glad that he'd come over, but more concerned as to why. She opened the door.
"Hey, Alec. What's up??" He looked at her. She looked okay, in fact, she looked beautiful. Oh, how he would love to reach out and brush the hair from her face, caress her cheek...Alec shook his head, clearing those thoughts. He was having kind of a hard time concentrating around her lately. Oh, she was asking him something.
"Oh, um... Oh, yeah. I was just seeing if you were okay, I mean you seemed pretty out of it today at work, and I thought that you'd like to talk about it." He had stepped into the apartment, at her gestured invite. Max was surprised. Alec seemed to care about her, and was willing to listen to her vent. That was the sweetest thing that she'd ever seen out of him.
"I'm okay, but I have been a little sad about Logan lately." She fully expected him to make some crack about how she'd never really needed Logan, but instead he nodded.
"Yeah. I know what it's like to be in love with someone that you know you can't be with." She knew that he was talking about Rachel Berrisford. She still felt like crying every time she thought of him in that kind of pain. She nodded, walking over to the couch and plopping down next to where Alec had already planted himself. She looked over at him, and to her shock, he was staring at her. Looking right into her eyes. "You know, there are other guys in the world." He said softly, looking at her lovingly.
"Really. Like who?" Her breath caught in her throat. She hoped that she was talking about himself, because she felt that she wanted to give them a chance. She'd been wrong before. She wasn't supposed to hate him. She'd been created to love him, though now she was thinking 'boyfriend', not 'lover'.
"Me. I think that we're good together." She looked into his eyes, and said,
"I'd be willing to give you a chance, as long as you understand that I like kissing my men." She smiled. This was going to be fun.
"That's great, because he just wants to kiss you. As long as you're not against public displays of affection, kissing is more than he could ever ask for." He had a twinkle in his eye, he knew that he was as good as 'boyfriend' now.
"Alec, guess what?" She was smiling now, moving closer to him.
Alec smiled too. He had her."What?"
"I've got a new boyfriend." She leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips.
Summary: Max and Alec finally figure some stuff out.
Disclaimer: I don't own DA, never will. No characters are mine, but I think the plot is.
WARNING: This is like anti-M/L shipper,ok? If you like it like that, now's a good time to leave.
AN: This is my first lame attempt at any kind of fic, and I am still trying to figure my style out,ok? Review please, but I won't withold chapters if u don't. Please bear with me.
Rating: PG-13?
'I'm supposed to hate him, right?' Max thought as she rode her bike down the street next to Alec. They'd just been telling jokes and cracking each other up, and that was probably the best time that either one of them had ever had. With each other, too. Max was confused now, because she felt something stir up inside of her when she joked around with him. Logan never liked to joke, and she'd never heard one of them out of him.
"Hey, Maxie. You okay?" Alec suddenly was looking over at her, a concerned look in his eyes that she'd only seen once. When she was crying in his arms about Ben's death.
"Wha-, y-yeah, I'm okay." Alec didn't buy it, and he was more concerned than he'd been when she was riding down the street, just staring out into space. He gave her one more concerned look, and decided to drop by her place that night to check on her.
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Logan snapped up his pant leg over the metal exoskeleton, determination on his features. He was going to win Max back from Alec. No way was he going to give up his girl to some punk from Manticore. He grabbed his keys and left the house.
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Rap,Rap,Rap.
Max went to the door, seeing Alec through the peephole. She was kind of glad that he'd come over, but more concerned as to why. She opened the door.
"Hey, Alec. What's up??" He looked at her. She looked okay, in fact, she looked beautiful. Oh, how he would love to reach out and brush the hair from her face, caress her cheek...Alec shook his head, clearing those thoughts. He was having kind of a hard time concentrating around her lately. Oh, she was asking him something.
"Oh, um... Oh, yeah. I was just seeing if you were okay, I mean you seemed pretty out of it today at work, and I thought that you'd like to talk about it." He had stepped into the apartment, at her gestured invite. Max was surprised. Alec seemed to care about her, and was willing to listen to her vent. That was the sweetest thing that she'd ever seen out of him.
"I'm okay, but I have been a little sad about Logan lately." She fully expected him to make some crack about how she'd never really needed Logan, but instead he nodded.
"Yeah. I know what it's like to be in love with someone that you know you can't be with." She knew that he was talking about Rachel Berrisford. She still felt like crying every time she thought of him in that kind of pain. She nodded, walking over to the couch and plopping down next to where Alec had already planted himself. She looked over at him, and to her shock, he was staring at her. Looking right into her eyes. "You know, there are other guys in the world." He said softly, looking at her lovingly.
"Really. Like who?" Her breath caught in her throat. She hoped that she was talking about himself, because she felt that she wanted to give them a chance. She'd been wrong before. She wasn't supposed to hate him. She'd been created to love him, though now she was thinking 'boyfriend', not 'lover'.
"Me. I think that we're good together." She looked into his eyes, and said,
"I'd be willing to give you a chance, as long as you understand that I like kissing my men." She smiled. This was going to be fun.
"That's great, because he just wants to kiss you. As long as you're not against public displays of affection, kissing is more than he could ever ask for." He had a twinkle in his eye, he knew that he was as good as 'boyfriend' now.
"Alec, guess what?" She was smiling now, moving closer to him.
Alec smiled too. He had her."What?"
"I've got a new boyfriend." She leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips.
