TITLE: I Just Want You
AUTHOR:
JackValentine
BETA:
residentreject619
PAIRING:
The Miz/Alex Riley

RATING: G
GENRE:
Fluff, romance
SIZE:
Mini
WARNINGS:
POV Miz
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
The quote in the end is I Just Want You by Ozzy Osbourne :)

DISCLAIMER: Do not own the guys (I wish I did ^^)

I walked into the hotel bedroom and saw Kevin lying on the bed reading. I smiled and in an unexpected burst of tenderness approached the bed, laid beside him and put my head on his belly. It wasn't really soft or comfortable, but it certainly was so cozy and homely that I immediately felt sleepy.

- Don't you have a pillow, Mikey? – Kevin chuckled, putting the book aside.

- You are the best pillow.

I turned to face my lover. Suddenly, he took my hand. He does it very rarely. I mean, we're not a pair of stupid school-girls; we're two thirty-year-old grown-ups, but… I love moments like this so much. In these minutes I realize, that Kevin is the only thing I need to be happy. I intertwined our fingers, noticing how perfect our hands fit together, like if the spaces between my fingers were made for Kevin's fingers to be there. Our palms look almost the same, but his wrists are wider and the skin is a little rougher. Kiley tried to free his hand and return to reading, but I squeezed it a little and didn't let go. He smiled. When we're tete-a-tete, his smile is special. I want to believe, that this smile is only mine.

I looked at our linked hands once more. Unwittingly, I tried to imagine Kevin holding someone else's hand. I imagined him kissing with a random girl. Then with a guy. I screwed my eyes for a second. Even imagining Kevin with somebody else hurts like hell. Suddenly I felt an unbearable need to ask him if he loves me. I knew that it's the most stupid question ever. Kevin had told me a thousand times; I know that he really does. I bit my lower lip and decided to hold this question back.

Suddenly, I heard Kevin's voice.

- I love you, Mikey.

I looked at the blonde surprisingly. He smiled.

- Mike, all your thoughts are written all over your face, – I smirked and looked away, - I love you, - Kevin repeated.

Still smiling at me, he took a book with his free hand, not releasing mine with the other and stroking it slightly with his thumb.

There are no unlockable doors
There are no unwinnable wars

Each night when the day is through
I don't ask much
I just want you