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say my name and say it twice (cotton candy skies)

14. also on AO3 chapter thirteen

When he wakes up, Lucas’s phone is under his cheek, sticking to his skin slightly when he lifts his head. He rubs his face as he sits up, smiling as he remembers Jens’s soft, sleepy voice in his ear.

Ice skating.

It’s so random, so unexpected, so wonderfully Jens, that Lucas didn’t know exactly how to respond. And of course, Jens loves it because of Lotte. Lucas loves Jens’s relationship with Lotte, how soft his voice gets when he talks about her, how every time he mentions her it looks like his heart is shining, how he sounded close to tears when he talked about what his damned grandpa had said about her. And the precious “ladybug,” that makes Lucas’s heart flutter every time he thinks about it.

Lucas sighs, stretching with his hands balled into fists and falls onto his back. He scans the ceiling, blinking his eyes blearily, thinking about Jens’s voice in his ear. He loves it, the way it feels like they’re the only people in the world. There was a day a while ago when they were both sitting on the dumpster, when Jens leaned in close, close enough that Lucas could feel his breath on his neck, and whispered that there was a woman on the sidewalk watching them. Lucas had hidden the blunt they’d been smoking behind his leg and giggled when he’s looked up and seen her, a middle-aged white lady staring at them. Jens had asked “Is she still looking?” softly so she wouldn’t hear and Lucas has shivered as he nodded, and Jens had dropped his head onto Lucas’s shoulder, laughing. And Lucas had forgotten all about the woman. They stayed like that, giggling, their heads close together until she left, and Lucas held up the joint for Jens, who took it with his mouth, his lips brushing Lucas’s fingertips.

There are muffled voices outside Lucas’s room and he sits up, pushing his blanket off is body before standing and pulling a hoodie on over his thin t-shirt. Making his way to the kitchen, he hears music coming through the walls.

Senne and Milan are singing together when he enters the kitchen, and before they see him, he catches Zoë’s eye. She’s sitting at the table, grinning behind her hand and her eyes widen when she sees him. Lucas looks from her to Senne, who is holding Milan’s hand above his head, making Milan do a twirl, still singing, and Lucas looks back at Zoë and shakes his head before turning back around, but he stops and laughs when he hears her call, “No, don’t leave me alone!” over Senne’s and Milan’s discordant voices.

“Baby Lucas!” Milan exclaims when he sees him and reaches out, wrapping his arms around him and kisses his head. Lucas makes a disgruntled noise and wrinkles his nose before he’s pushed toward the table. He yawns as he sits, not hearing what Senne and Milan say to each other as Milan places a mug of coffee in front of him. He zones out, staring at the mug, before he’s startled back into his body and he takes a sip, turning to see Milan and Senne dancing again, shimmying their shoulders and singing. Lucas looks back to Zoë, who’s smiling fondly at the two.

“You okay?” she asks when she looks at him.

He nods, taking another sip, burning his tongue slightly.

“Tired.”

“Same.” She doesn’t look tired, already dressed in a light blue sweater with her makeup done, not a hair out of place. She tucks her hair behind her ear and Lucas sees her earring, a big, hanging faux pearl.

“Oh, that’s pretty,” he says, leaning in slightly.

He hasn’t talked to Zoë much. She’s nice, of course, but it always feels just a little bit awkward when it’s just the two of them. It’s easier with Senne, though Lucas doesn’t know why. Somehow Senne reminds him of Noah, even though they don’t seem to have much in common. Similar spirits, Lucas guesses.

“You like it?” Zoë says, touching the earring.

“Yeah, you look like the Girl With the Pearl Earring by Vermeer.”

She turns and looks at him over her shoulder and he laughs.

“Exactly.”

“What masterpiece do I look like?” Senne asks dramatically, stepping behind Zoë and setting his chin on her head as he puts his arms around her.

Lucas hums as he thinks, staring at Senne, and Senne brings a hand to his face, striking a pose.

“The Meditative Rose. Dalí.”

Senne looks at him, raising his brows.

“It’s all about your vibe,” Lucas adds, holding his hand up and moving it up and down, his fingers spread.

Senne laughs before asking Zoë to look up the piece and she pulls her phone across the table, opening it and typing.

“And me?” Milan turns and holds the spatula under his chin, posing.

“Mm…” Lucas takes a sip from his coffee, narrowing his eyes as he thinks. “The Red Armchair.” He tries not to laugh when Milan looks at him, furrowing his brow. “Picasso,” he clarifies.

“Oh, fuck you.”

Lucas almost chokes on his coffee and Zoë and Senne laugh.

“I think it fits,” Zoë says looking at her phone and then turns, holding it up next to Senne. She has a photo of the painting open, and Senne holds his fingers under his chin with a cheesy smile.

“Yeah,” Milan says, giving Lucas a plate of food and taking a look. “Especially when you’ve got Zoë’s lipstick on you.”

Senne bends down with a cheeky look and Zoë presses a kiss to his mouth before giggling and wiping her lipstick off of his mouth. Lucas smiles as he takes a bite from his french toast.

He stops listening as he eats, still sleepy, and rests his cheek on the palm of his hand, his elbow on the table, until his phone buzzes, a notification lighting up the screen. He looks at it, barely noticing Zoë’s glance in the phone’s direction, expecting a text from Noah or Ralph, but it’s Jens.

Hey, cutie

He drops his fork, the loud clatter of it falling against the glass plate startling Zoë and pausing Sennés conversation with Milan.

“Sorry,” Lucas says quickly, picking up his phone as Jens texts him again.

Sorry for calling so late last night

He shakes his head, smiling softly as he responds.

i told you i don’t mind

And he really doesn’t. He’d answer the phone in the middle of a painting if it was Jens calling.

Still

Lucas sips his coffee, which has cooled down.

it’s o k a y

He hesitates before adding, tbh I think I sleep better listening to you

He looks up, away from the screen, which is directed away from the others, and tries to listen as Milan tells Zoë and Senne about a new boy he met, but his eyes snap back to his phone when it buzzes shortly.

Gonna call you every night from now on

Lucas scoffs, smiling to himself, and doesn’t notice Zoë catch his smile.

please do

He’s almost done with his breakfast when Jens texts him again.

My mom and Lotte are going out tomorrow

Lucas reads the message over again, unsure of what to make of it, what to say or how to interpret it.

“Shit, I have to go,” Milan says as he drops a plate in the sink and looks at the screen of his phone. “Can someone else clean up? I have to meet some classmates for a project.”

“I’ll take care of it,” Lucas says, forcing himself to not look down as his phone buzzes again, “Don’t worry about it.” Milan sends him a grateful look.

“I’m gonna go with you, I’m meeting Jana in a few minutes,” Zoë says, pushing herself up and smiling at Lucas. “Bye.

“I won’t abandon you, don’t worry,” Senne says, giving Zoë another kiss. Lucas tilts his phone away as Milan plants a kiss on the top of his head and looks down at it when he and Zoë leave.

“Oh, my hero.”

Do you wanna hang out? We can watch a movie or something

Lucas checks to make sure Senne’s back is turned before letting himself grin, his knee bouncing up and down under the table.

hell yeah

“You have homework?” Senne asks, drying a pan with a blue towel and turning, resting the small of his back against the counter. Lucas makes himself look up at his as Jens responds :).

“Yes, dad.”

He rolls his eyes and laughs when Senne points the pan at him and winks before turning to put it away.

You remember how to get to my place?

Lucas bites his lip as he smiles again. (It’s apparently been a very smiley morning.)

yep

“Son, can you do the dishes for me?” Senne asks.

“You’re dumb.”

“Do the damn dishes.”

Lucas snickers, shovelling the rest of his food into his mouth and draining his mug.

#its happeningggggg #sorry this chapter is so shit its honestly just a filler so its v flat my apologies #anyway #yall ready?#van der stoffels #van der stoffels fic #vds #vds fic #jens stoffels #lucas van der heijden #lucas vdh #jens x lucas #jens and lucas #cotton candy skies #cotton candy skies always look better in person #say my name and say it twice

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