AS I SAID, EXPECT MORE OF THESE

John's POV

I stick my tongue out slightly as I doodle on Alex's cast. It's just simple things, smiley faces, heart, spirals.

He's sitting sideways, his foot in my lap. 

He sighs, before muttering "I'm such an idiot." 

"No your not." I reassure him.

He raises and eyebrow at me and says "I fell down the fucking stairs."

"So? I've done that before."

"You didn't break your ankle." He sighs.

I hum and stick the cap on my sharpie. 

He smiles slightly at me and swings his foot off my lap. He reaches for his crutches and stands up, but trips.

I rush forward and catch him.

"Have you not learnt to use your crutches yet?" I giggle.

"Hardly." He snorts, "I'd like to see you try."

I laugh and pull him up. "I'll carry you." I suggest.

"You can't carry me!" He laughs.

"Please, you literally weigh nothing." I say, and before he can protest I put my hands underneath him knees and one under his neck and lift him up bridal style.

I plant a kiss on his nose. "Nothing." I whisper into his ear.

His face goes bright red and he wraps his arms around my neck and burying his face in my shirt. 

I laugh at his undeniable cuteness; "Your so cute!"

"I am not!" He mumbles into my chest.

Well.... I am now vomiting fluffiness.