who: alexei and alec where: alec's bedroom why: cause alexei can't keep his mouth shut when: night time rating: pending status: pending
Alexei swallowed slightly as he stood in front of his brother's door. How had this happened? Oh right, Alexei hadn't been able to control his mouth again. At least Alec hadn't decided to throw Alexei over a banister or something. Instead he had to brave his older brother's room. Which honestly unnerved him greatly. His brother slept in a coffin for crying out loud. That was just strange, stranger then Alexei thought of when he thought about his family. For one thing, weren't beds more comfy?
Of course he knew his brother touched in the head. He had brought that...girl into the house. Then his own Father had given the girl a wing of her own like she was family or something. Plus Alec had pretty much forced poor Alexei into admitting that Streets was his sister. Sure the girl had been covered in blood and had probably gotten that way with Alec, but since when did his brother bring home strays like that?
Scowling he lifted his fist and knocked on the door hard. "I'm here so open the bloody door."
In all honesty he was nearly shaking in his socks. One thing he had learned over his years of life was never make Alec mad. Of course Alexei had done just that earlier in his journal. It wasn't like he did things like that on purpose. No, he just didn't have as much control over his mouth as Alec had. That was probably why Father tried to kill him on a nightly basis. Reaching up he ran a finger down his cheek rather hard. Phantom pains flared up at his touch. If he didn't have all those hexed creams he would probably riddled in scars.
"Alec, come on," he whined. "Open the door already. Your whole wing creeps me out." It was times like this he really acted his age. At school he acted more tough, but at home he almost acted like a teenager. As close to one as a Lestrange was allowed to act that was. "I want to go to bed soon, wanker."