Title: Mirrored
Rating: T
Summary: Things are not always as clear as they seem. WC: 168
Warnings: Mentions of sex.
Disclaimer: I do not own Alex Rider.
a/n: I'm so sorry for the long wait - I have to admit, I'm still not one hundred percent sure where I'm going with this.
When they finally fall in bed together, it is many months since their first meeting in the coffee shop just blocks away from Alex's apartment. It is frantic and without grace, and this is the first time Alex has been with a man. They grab at each other desperately the moment they get past the door.
(He hasn't thought of it in a while.
Being intimate or getting married. Once, he thought he would marry Sabina and love her forever. But that was before -
Everything.)
After the second, third, and the many times they have sex, Alex traces every single one of Yassen's scars. He brushes his lips against the paper-thin scar on his neck, kisses the many jagged cuts on his arms, legs, torso, and he licks at the large scar in the middle of his chest.
The bullet scar so similar to his own.
They - Yassen and Alex - are mirrors of each other, he realizes. And he has the scars to prove it.
