Whatever you think is going to happen is not going to happen.

"Oh my gosh." John and Alex were both sitting on the couch in their dorm; Alex was writing on his laptop and John was slowly but surely falling asleep on his shoulder. When Alexander suddenly got a text at 10:30 at night and said, "Oh my gosh", John groaned inwardly and looked up.

"What happened?" John yawned and lifted his head off of his boyfriend, who started laughing.

"Hercules wants to know how to ask someone out-"

"Aw, Herc has a crush. Who is it?" John grinned tiredly.

"You didn't let me finish," Alexander giggled. "He wants to know how to ask someone out in French." John shot up, suddenly very awake.

"WHAT?" John tumbled off the couch as Alex burst out laughing. "Wait, really?" Alexander nodded while John started pacing excitedly. "Well, tell him! Oh my God, this is awesome. Please tell me you know how to ask someone out in French because this needs to happen."

"Okay, okay." Alexander slowed his laughs and began texting Hercules. "Luckily, I do know how to ask someone out in French." John sat back down with a smile, then squinted and pursed his lips.

"Wait, why do you know that?" John asked suspiciously. Alex raised an eyebrow.

"You aren't the first person I've dated, you know," Alex smirked, turning back to his laptop. "Why?" He gasped in fake shock. "Are you jealous?"

"No," John pouted and started to blush. "But...French is like, 'the language of love' or something, right? How come I don't get any of that?"

"So you are jealous."

"Maybe just a little bit."

Alexander took hold of John's hand and kissed his knuckles. "You don't need to be jealous, John." Alex snickered and put his laptop on the floor, focusing on John instead. "But fine. What do you want me to say?"

John thought for a moment. "You are handsome..."

"Vous êtes beau," Alexander said in a low, quiet voice.

"And smart..." John mimicked Alex's tone.

"Intelligents..."

"Funny..." John gently pushed Alex so he was laying down and moved on top of him.

"Drôle..."

"Brave and strong..." John slowly lowered his head toward Alex's.

"Courageux et fort..."

"Perfect..." Alexander's eyes fluttered closed.

"Parfait..." Alex let out a soft sigh as John connected their lips in a deep and passionate kiss. John moved to push up Alexander's shirt-

Ding

John groaned and laughed at the same time as he crawled off of Alexander, who rolled his eyes and reached for his phone.

"Holy shit."

"What? Did Laf say no?" John asked as he stood up and walked behind the couch.

"No. He said yes." John's eyes widened.

"Oh my God," John gasped struggling not to scream.

"I know, I know."

"But who the heck asks someone out at 10:40 at night? And who accepts being asked out at 10:40 at night?"

"Hercules and Lafayette, apparently." The boys laughed for a moment."

"Well, I'm going to bed-"

"Good night, John" Alex said, picking up his laptop again. "And, je t'aime."

"What does that mean?" John wondered with a small smile.

"I love you."

"Oh...well...je t'aime, Alexander." John leaned over the couch and kissed Alex on the cheek, getting a small grin in return. Then he whispered, "But I was going to say that I'm going to bed...if you wanted to come with..." Alexander blinked a few times as his face flushed.

"Oh...y-yeah...okay."

So...I may have lied just a bit...*wink wink* But don't worry, that's the worst it will ever get.