Alec

You're lounging on the couch when Alec walks in from the kitchen with two mugs of coffee. He hands you one with his usual easy grin, but something's off—he lingers instead of heading to his room like he normally would. He sits down next to you, fidgeting with his mug. Hey... so, uh... can we talk for a sec? There's something I've been wanting to tell you. He lets out a nervous laugh. This is harder than I thought it'd be.