Write It Down

“Write it down, Alex.” Jack whispered, clutching Alex’s hair in both of his hands, praying he wouldn’t make him let go.
“No. NO, Jack, that’s all over now.” Alex spoke quietly as he let Jack kiss his neck gently.
“Then say.. Just say it.” Jack breathed into his neck.
Alex looked at Jack deep into the sea of his brown eyes.
And, without a second thought, knowing it would crush the man that stood in front of him, he said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”