Chapter 225: Missed your touch

In my memory flash, you kissed me in a walk in fridge"

He stared at him for seconds and whispered again, “You’re not Vince, you're my Alex, right?”

For a moment Alex couldn't speak.

Couldn't breathe, couldn't even think.

Everything he'd wanted to hear.

Everything he'd dreamed of hearing.

And now it was finally happening.

His own eyes began to sting. A shaky laugh escaped him. Half joy, and half relief.

He lifted a trembling hand and brushed away Lucas's tears.

Then rested his forehead against his.

Their breaths mingling. Their hearts racing together.

"Yeah." His voice broke completely.

"Yeah, baby." A tear slid down his own cheek.

"It's me, your Alex."

Lucas let out a sob. The sound shattered whatever restraint Alex had left. He pulled him back into his arms. Holding him fiercely, and protectively. Like he'd never let go again.

Lucas clung to him just as tightly.

Because after all the confusion, thinking his heart was falling for Vince.

His heart was never wrong because he knew his own. And now his head had finally remembered the man his heart had never forgotten.

Lucas buried his face against Alex's neck and held on as though letting go would somehow make him disappear again.

For months there had been confusion, pain, and questions. Fragments of memories that never made sense. And now suddenly everything felt too clear, too overwhelming, and too real.

Alex was here. He disguised as Vince, keeping him company. He had never left him.

A shaky laugh escaped Lucas before another sob followed it.

"I remember you."

Alex closed his eyes. Those three words nearly broke him.

"You do my love."

"Yes, I remember you." His voice cracked again. "The way you laugh."

Alex smiled through his tears.

"Yeah?"

"The stupid way you steal food from my plate."

Alex let out a breathless laugh. "I do not steal."

"You absolutely do."

Alex shook his head. "That's a lie."

Lucas laughed weakly through his tears.

It was the first genuine laugh Alex had heard from him in what felt like forever. And somehow that made him cry harder.

"God." Alex cupped Lucas's face.

His hands trembled. "You have no idea how long I've waited to hear you laugh like that again."

Lucas stared at him. Every feature.

Every line. Every tiny detail on his face.

“How do I make up for all the lost time? You must have missed me a lot.”

His fingers slowly traced Alex's jaw.

Then his cheek. Then the corner of his lips.

Alex remained perfectly still.

Letting him. Giving him all the time he needed.

"You're really here."

"I'm, baby."

Lucas swallowed.

"You stayed, and waited."

"Always baby."

The answer came instantly, without hesitation, or doubt. The word settled somewhere deep inside Lucas's chest. It felt warm, safe, and certain.

A fresh wave of emotion hit him.

"You should've hated me for accepting that silly marriage."

Alex's expression softened immediately.  "Never, You're my life baby. I will never hate my life."

"I forgot you."

"You didn't choose that."

"I still hurt you." Tears trickled down his face.

Alex shook his head. “No baby, it wasn't your fault. It was the accident. It was partly my fault because, if we didn't have some misunderstanding then. You will have stayed at our apartment with me. You wouldn't have gotten into that accident. You were hurting too, and I'm so sorry."

Lucas looked at Alex. He saw guilt still lingered there.

Then Alex looked away as a tear dropped from his eyes.

Lucas felt his heart twitch painfully as he wondered how he must have blamed himself. He guessed he must have contributed to the quarrel as well.

He looked down. “I'm sorry for giving you reason to misunderstand me.”

Alex gently lifted his chin. "Look at me, baby."

Lucas obeyed.

"I never stopped loving you."

The confession landed between them like a heartbeat. It was simple and honest.

Lucas's breath caught.

Alex smiled sadly. "Not for one day, baby."

The tears returned instantly. Lucas leaned forward before he could stop himself.

Their foreheads touched, Neither of them needed to speak. The silence itself felt intimate like a healing tablet.

Their breaths mingled. Their noses brushed. Lucas laughed softly through his tears. "You really are my Alex."

Alex smiled. "And you're really my stubborn Lucas."

A watery laugh escaped Lucas.

Then another. The sound made Alex's chest ache. God, he had missed him. Missed everything about him. The smiles, the laughter, even the stubbornness.

Lucas stared at him for another long moment. The world around them seemed to disappear. There was no Vince, no confusion, though there were missing memories, but no pain.

Just him and Alex finally finding their way back to each other.

Alex brushed away another tear from Lucas's cheek.

"So what happens now?"

Lucas smiled shakily.

"Now?"

"Yeah."

Lucas's gaze dropped briefly to Alex's lips before returning to his eyes.

A blush appeared immediately.

Alex noticed, and smiled.

"Lucas."

"Hm?"

"You're blushing."

Lucas's blush deepened. "Shut up."

Alex laughed. The sound was warm and familiar.

Lucas felt his heart squeeze painfully. He had missed that laugh. He realized his heart had missed him and missed everything.

Without thinking, he moved closer.

Alex's smile slowly faded. Not from unhappiness, but anticipation, and hope.

“What now is that I will get it over with the divorce so you can marry me”

Alex’s eyes widened unexpectedly. ”Oh my love, I like the sound of that. I can't wait to call you mine forever.”

Their foreheads touched again.

Neither willing to rush the moment.

After everything they'd survived.

After all the time they'd lost. This moment felt precious, fragile, and worth savoring.

"Alex."

"Yeah, baby?"

Lucas's eyes shimmered.

"I love you."

Alex's breath caught.

For a second he couldn't speak. He couldn't move. He couldn't even think. Then he smiled. The kind of smile that came from somewhere deep in the soul.

"I love you too, baby."

Lucas threw his arms around his neck, closing the remaining distance first. Then playing lightly with the curls stuck around his neck.

Their lips met softly. It started tentatively, like both of them were afraid the moment might disappear.

A few seconds later that fear vanished, as emotion set in and grew hotter.

Lucas's hand slid up into Alex's hair. Alex melted against him instantly. His hands caressing Lucas's back.

The kiss deepened. It wasn't desperate, or rushed, but it was full of everything they'd been unable to say.

Every missed day. Every unanswered question. Every sleepless night. Every ounce of love that had survived despite it all.

When they finally pulled apart, neither moved far. Their foreheads remained pressed together, breathing the same air. Sharing the same smile.

And then Lucas kissed him again.

Because now that he'd remembered Alex, he never wanted to stop.

Then he felt Alex’s dick poked him from beneath the towel on his waist.

He looked up at him, surprise lingering.

Alex smiled mildly, “I didn't send the little guy. I guess he is trying to tell you that he missed your touch.”

Lucas blushed.

Alex smiled and kissed his nose, before his lips. Then looked at him while caressing his cheek. “I’m not in a hurry for some sugar, but I want you to know that I've missed everything about you, including how you fuck me.”

“What?” Lucas's eyes widened in surprise.