Alexander and Hephaestion drabbles

By: adrianasntlln

Rating: M (just to be safe)

Statue: WIP

Summary: Drabbles ranging from fighting to flirting, all surrounding Alexander and his true Love, Hephaestion. May join some to make a full on story but for now, drabbles it is.

Enjoy!

6.

Word Count: 230

"You know my duties; you know my every desire, my every thought as if it were your own, as I do yours..." Alexander whispered into Hephaestion's ear while running his hands all over his hot chest. "...My Patroclus."

"Stop," Hephaestion moaned leaning back to rest his head on Alexander's shoulders. He turned his head and kissed the king's neck, his hands pulling the king around to sit on his lap. "You know I can't resist you when you whisper such things."

"I counted on it, love," Alexander said clashing their lips together and plunging his tongue inside Hephaestion's mouth. They were forced to separate when someone began pounding on the door.

"My King, there has been an accident!" Cleitus yelled.

"Another time, my Phai," Alexander said standing. "I promise I shall make haste in my return."

"I shall be waiting," Hephaestion replied.

"By the Gods, Cleitus!" Alexander yelled opening the door. "How is it that you always know where I am?"

"You are a screamer, my King," Cleitus quipped.

"'tis true!" Hephaestion yelled as Alexander closed the door with a huff.

7.

Word Count: 227

"I fear that that your love not hold truth anymore. For it is you who has been blatantly unfaithful and yet you stand here, before me with this air of innocence playing with my heart as you have for a long time. And yet I stand here, ready to forgive you at moments notice because I love you, I truly love you."

"What have I said to bring this on? What fear do you speak of, my Phai?"

"Do you not realize my predicament?" Hephaestion yells angrily. "You fear of losing me in battle while I fear my place in your heart will be lost to one of those prostitutes." To that boy, he adds in his head. "That I might see the glint in your eyes directed towards another."

"Well, I have the same fear, my love, if not worse." Alexander says balling his fist at his sides, his agitation obvious.

"Really?" Hephaestion asks stunned. "I knew one day, perhaps a day that approached much to soon, you would take wife. And I have accepted it; it is my place as your lover. But now... now that Persian boy takes my place!"

"He is nothing..."

"No, Alexander, I cannot. I cannot do this any longer! I cannot, will not, stand by and let you break my heart night after night as you choose him over me!"

8.

Word Count: 179

"Why do you pull away as I kiss you? Touch you? Do you not want me near you? Touching and caressing you as I used to?" Alexander asks as Hephaestion pulls away for the third that night.

"Of course I do, Xander." Hephaestion rubs his aching head. The wine was going straight through him. "Do you see the pain you cause me? The pain you, I think, deliberately cause me so that you may gauge my love for you?"

"This is not the place to discuss this, General," Cleitus warns pulling him away from the king with a strong pull to his arm.

"Do you not do the same, Phai?" Alexander challenged his eyes suddenly tearing, making the generals turn around. "Do you not see my love for you extends beyond this world, beyond this life? I have no reason to gauge your love for me, for it cannot be measured."

What could Hephaestion do but run away, the eyes of the suddenly silent room burning his back as he retreats to his room and sobs.

9.

Word count: 151

"You once said that the fear of death drives all men," Hephaestion says stepping closer to Alexander. "Are there no other forces? Is there no love in your life, Xander?"

"Do you not see how much I hurt when I hear you say these things?" Alexander asks cocking his head to the side.

"What things, Alexander?" Hephaestion says confusion furrowing his brows. "What have I said to hurt you?"

"Asking me if there is no love in my life, when surely you know that there is but one, you."

Hephaestion smiles and places a strong hand on Alexander's shoulder. Alexander turns so that he faces his lover, his eyes looking him over. Alexander has been in a melancholy lately and his visit was intended to snap him out of his predicament, but it seems that he has fallen to the same fate.

"Stay with me," Alexander whispers cupping Hephaestion's cheek.

"Forever."

10.

Word Count: 146

Hephaestion pushed Alexander away as he tried to embrace him, his hands pulling at his hair. He was not in the mood to sate whatever urges the king had, no matter how hot the room had suddenly become.

"You are the love of my life; no one will ever replace you in my heart. You are my Patroclus and I, your Achilles, do you not remember?" Alexander whispered snaking his arms around his waist.

"Of course I do," Hephaestion said sharply leaning back. "I am haunted by that every time it leaves your mouth. You know of their fate? Patroclus dies first, as shall I if we go by-"

"And I shall follow you into the heavens where we shall live at peace for once," Alexander interrupted. "Do you not wish to be my Patroclus, Phai?"

"Of course I do," Hephaestion told him, his eyes softening.

11.

Word Count: 107

"I have not breached your trust," Hephaestion hissed despite himself at the accusation once more brought to him by Alexander. He saw hurt flash in Alexander' brown eyes before his face went black, a face of indifference that he usually reserved for Cleitus. "Alexander... I did not mean-"

Alexander raised his hand to stop him. "You owe me no apology, Phai. I see I have touched a nerve; I am the one that should apologize. But I will not."

"You never do, my king," Hephaestion replied tilting his head. Were those tears he saw in Alexander's eyes? "Xander?"

"Leave me, general, for I have much to consider.