"Understood!" Alec chirped. He was looking forward to talking with his mother in the morning, and maybe telling his father more, too. For now, though, he headed downstairs to Xander's room.
Xander was asleep, but he woke with a grumble when Alec climbed into bed with him. "Why are you wearing jeans?"
"Because I didn't want to wake up Mama by going up and changing."
Xander shoved him out of the bed. "No jeans. Wear my stuff."
Alec changed into a pair of Xander's sleep pants and tried again.
"Why were you wearing jeans at whatever time of night this is?" Xander mumbled into his pillow while Alec hugged him.
Alec told him all about it. Everything. He then held his breath, waiting for Xander to shoot him down or otherwise degrade love and dating.
Instead, Xander patted him on the head. "Sounds like a good night, and good job couraging," he told his brother, still half asleep.
Alec grinned and hugged him tight. "This is the best night of my life!"
"Sounds like a pretty phenomenal one," Xander agreed. "Please sleep now."
Alec snuggled against him, humming softly. Xander was asleep almost instantly, but it took Alec a while to drift off.