Title: Why Me?
Warnings: Sad Alex :(
Author’s Note: Lemme know what ya think!
Word Count: 981
“Alex, why have you been giving me the silent treatment since we got home?” you asked, carefully sitting down beside him in the grass. “I thought we had a really nice time with your family today.”
“It was alright.” he muttered, plucking a strand of grass, ripping it lengthwise.
“Come on, it was the first time you’ve been with all of your family since Christmas.” you said, resting your hand on his knee.
“Yeah, well it seemed like you had a much better time than me.” he mumbled.
“What does that mean?” you asked, growing more confused by the second.
“It means what I said. It seemed like you were having a really great time with William.” he elaborated, his eyes locked on the ground.
You scooted closer to him in the grass, moving your hand to his bicep, but he shrugged your hand away. Well this was annoying. “Alex, I had a great day with you.” you emphasized. “I really like your family, it was fun catching up with all of them.” Alex rolled his eyes, ripping another piece of grass from the ground. “Okay, fine.” you sighed. “Just come find me when you want to talk about… whatever this is about.” you said, shaking your head.
You had met Alex’s family plenty of times before, but he had never acted like this. Alex and William were brothers and best friends. The four hour distance between Rochester and Toronto wasn’t far, the boys visiting each other occasionally throughout their seasons when their off days matched up. This week the whole family was in town, Alex’s parents, sisters, and William. You had all gone out for lunch and you had all had a great time; or at least you thought you had. As soon as you had gotten home Alex had gotten mopey and refused to talk to you.
You grabbed a book from inside the house, settling on the back porch swing. You glanced across the yard, Alex still plucking grass. You sighed, cracking your book open. You were a few chapters in, when Alex’s shadow fell over you.
“Do you like my brother more than you like me?” he asked as he stood in front of you, a hurt expression masking his normally bright smile.
“Of course not.” you replied without hesitation; setting your book down you grabbed his hand, pulling him in the empty seat beside you. “What would make you think that?” you asked softly, your heart breaking at the hurt in his voice.
“You just seemed really happy to be talking to him today.” he shrugged sadly, looking at his lap. “You guys were laughing a lot.”
“I was happy to talk to him today, babe, and he is funny. But it doesn’t mean I liked talking to more than I like talking to you.” Alex stared straight ahead, his eyes squinting in the sunlight.
“It just seemed… I don’t know.” he shrugged, looking down he began playing with the hem of his shirt.
“I love your family, but I’m in love with you.” you offered, trying to figure out where all of this was coming from.
Alex sighed, his frustration with his inability to express his feelings the way he wanted to was wearing on him. Finally he blurted out, “William, he’s just—my brother is so much funnier than me, he makes more money, he’s better at hockey, he’s—“
“Alex, stop.” you said; cutting him off. “Our relationship has nothing to do with your brother.” you said, resting a hand on his thigh. “I’m not in love with you because of your money or because of how good you are at hockey, you know that, right?” you questioned as you noticed the insecurity in Alex’s eyes.
“Yeah, I guess.” he mumbled, unconvinced.
“Alex, I want you. Not your brother.” you stated firmly.
“I just feel like I need to keep up with him, but I can’t.” he said, sadly.
“You don’t have to keep up with anyone, Alex. Don’t compare yourself to William, you’ll only drive yourself crazy.” you reasoned, grabbing his hand. “You’ll get the NHL, babe. It may take another year in the AHL, you might get called up tomorrow. Your family is full of great hockey players, and you’re one of them.” you finished, giving his hand a squeeze.
“But why would you choose me? You could have picked anyone.” he sighed.
“I’m in love with you because you’re kind, you’re supportive, and you’re generous.” you listed slowly. “You love your family; the way you interact with your sisters is the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen. You’re smart, and you’re funny. You also have the best hair I’ve ever laid eyes on.” you smiled, leaning over and pecking his cheek.
“Better than Willy’s?” he asked, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
“Better than Willy’s.” you confirmed, running your fingers through is soft, blond locks.
He sighed, propping his feet up on the table in front of you. “I’m sorry, (Y/N), I shouldn’t have gotten upset. Sometimes it’s just hard to not compare myself to my brother, especially when he’s doing so well.” he said, pulling you onto his lap.
“You’re doing well, too. Just believe in yourself, babe, because I do.” you said, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“I am really glad you get along with my family. Especially William; I’m glad the two people closest to me get along so well.” he said, looking into your eyes for the first time all afternoon. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” you grinned, pressing a kiss to Alex’s lips. He smiled up at you, before furrowing his brows. “What is it?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Are you lying when you say I have better hair than Willy? I
mean, the internet seems pretty set on him having the best hair in the entire
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