Chapter Twenty-Eight:Alexander Seven Days
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Standing outside Adam’s apartment was never part of the plan.
Alex had planned to go home.
That was the logical thing.
After a long flight, after days of meetings, after barely sleeping properly, he should have gone to his own place, taken a shower, and rested.
That was what Alexander Hayes normally did.
He followed plans.
He followed schedules.
He did what made sense.
But then he landed.
And the first thought that entered his mind wasn’t about work.
It wasn’t about his company.
It wasn’t about the problems waiting for him tomorrow.
It was Adam.
He missed him.
The realization had surprised him.
Seven days.
Only seven days.
Yet somehow, it felt longer.
He missed the quiet conversations.
The way Adam smiled when he was amused.
The way he would get lost talking about his art.
The way his presence made the world feel less heavy.
So instead of going home…
Alex found himself standing outside Adam’s door.
And when Adam opened it, standing there half asleep with messy hair and a confused expression, Alex knew he had made the right decision.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Then Adam looked at him.
Really looked at him.
“You came here.”
Alex smiled slightly.
“I did.”
“You should be resting.”
“I know.”
“Then why are you here?”
Alex didn’t hesitate.
“Because I missed you.”
Something in Adam’s expression softened.
And that was all Alex needed.
He stepped closer.
The first kiss was gentle.
Not rushed.
Not desperate.
Just a quiet reminder that they were finally in the same place again.
The feeling of being close to him after a week apart was something Alex hadn’t expected to crave so much.
Adam smiled against him.
And Alex found himself smiling too.
He had spent his entire life being controlled.
Measured.
Careful.
But with Adam, everything felt different.
It felt natural.
After a moment, Alex pulled back slightly, still close enough to see every detail of Adam’s face.
“I missed you.”
Adam looked at him quietly.
“I missed you too.”
Those words settled somewhere deep inside Alex.
He kissed him again, slower this time, allowing himself to enjoy the simple comfort of having Adam near him again.
No meetings.
No distance.
No interruptions.
Just them.
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Eventually, Adam looked at him seriously.
“You really should sleep.”
Alex sighed.
“I know.”
“You just traveled.”
“I know.”
“You barely rested.”
“I know.”
Adam raised an eyebrow.
“You always say that when you know I’m right.”
Alex smiled.
“Because you usually are.”
That made Adam laugh.
And Alex realized he had missed that sound more than he wanted to admit.
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Later, they were lying in bed.
The room was quiet.
Peaceful.
Adam had changed into something comfortable, wearing a pair of Alex’s shorts that were slightly too big but somehow looked perfectly natural on him.
Alex noticed things like that now.
Small things.
Things he never paid attention to before.
Adam lying comfortably in his space.
Adam wearing his clothes.
Adam being there.
It all felt strangely right.
Alex rested beside him, one hand moving gently through Adam’s hair.
A habit he had developed without realizing.
Adam relaxed immediately.
Alex smiled.
“You like that.”
Adam closed his eyes.
“Mmm-hmm.”
Alex laughed quietly.
“There it is again.”
“What?”
“That sound.”
Adam opened one eye.
“You really like that?”
“More than I should.”
Adam smiled.
“It’s just a sound.”
“Not when you do it.”
Adam laughed softly.
Alex shook his head.
“Careful.”
“Why?”
“Because one day, you’ll realize how much I like it.”
Adam smiled.
“Is that a threat?”
“A warning.”
They both laughed.
The room felt warm.
Easy.
Comfortable.
The kind of comfort Alex had never known he wanted.
He pulled Adam closer, letting him rest against him.
Then he pressed a soft kiss to his hair.
“I missed this.”
Adam looked up slightly.
“This?”
“Having you here.”
Alex paused.
“I didn’t realize seven days could feel so long.”
Adam’s expression softened.
“Neither did I.”
Alex looked at him.
“I missed your voice.”
Another kiss.
“I missed your conversations.”
Another.
“I missed you.”
The words came quietly.
Honestly.
Adam didn’t tease him.
Didn’t joke.
He simply moved closer.
And somehow, that meant more.
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For the first time in days, Alex slept peacefully.
No thoughts about business.
No stress about meetings.
No feeling of being pulled in different directions.
Just the quiet certainty that Adam was there.
Beside him.
Safe.
Comfortable.
When Alex woke up later, he knew one thing.
Coming to Adam’s apartment had not been part of the plan.
But sometimes…
The things that weren’t planned were the things that mattered most.
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