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m-arkmywords · 11 months

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water fall (interluuube)

pairing: jaemin x gf!reader genre: established relationship, wholesome, smut, lil bit of size-kink? (pls close the gyms before I lose my mind) word count: 1.7k summary: coming home to your boyfriend and kittens after a long, tiring day at work. featuring luna, lucy and luke ofc. :) jaemin is a cat dilf.

Dropping your bags to the floor, you locked the door behind you as you stepped into your home. Small foot steps and meows filled the room, as your kittens ran to you.

“Hi babies” You coo’d, immediately getting on your knees and petting them. The kittens rubbed their faces on you and purred. Just like that, the tiredness you had been feeling on your way home, disappeared. The muscles in your body relaxed and you were so happy to be home.

“Where is your dad?” You asked the kittens in baby talk, giving them kisses and pets.

Scooping them all up in your arms, you got up and made your way to the bedroom.

“Hi doll, how was your day?” Jaemin looked up and smiled, putting his laptop away to give you his full attention.

You walked over towards him, dropping the kittens on the bed and sat beside Jaemin. You sighed, falling into his arms.

“I’m tired” you mumbled into his neck. His scent engulfed your senses as you melted further into his frame.

“Baby.. come lay.” He pulled you onto the bed and you got comfortable with your head on his lap.

Jaemin ran his fingers through your hair as you talked about your day. His touch was soft and gentle. He let you rant for what felt like hours. His responses filled with mms and chuckles at the stories. You told him about how loud kids can get during field trips and how much that hurts your head, even though seeing kids happy is what made you get into teaching in the first place.

“Not everyone can be as well behaved as our babies, you know?” You said, pointing to the kittens playing amongst themselves.

“You’re right, we are raising them right babe.” Jaemin dropped his head down and gave you a kiss.

“I think we make good parents, personally” “Isn’t that right kitties?” He wiggled his fingers on the bed, getting the kittens’ attention as they ran to grab his hand and you both giggled.

You twisted your head to look at up at him, unintentionally moving closer to his crotch. “I love you guys, my little family.”

“And I love you” Jaemin felt his cheeks get hot with embarrassment as he tried to pull his t-shirt further down, covering his now slowly growing semi.

Your boyfriend looked away trying to distract himself and his fingers in your hair came to a halt.

“Baby, why’d you stop?” You twisted your head once again, to look up at him and he held your head in place. “It’d be nice if you kept your head still” He said still refusing to meet your eyes.

“Huh?” “Wait- wha?” You burst out laughing as Jaemin tried to hold his laugh in too. He continued to adjust his t-shirt but you caught on to what was going on.

“Really Jaem?! In front of the kids?” You pulled his hand away from his t-shirt to look at his erection and teased him.

Grabbing a cat toy from your night stand, you wiggled it around before throwing out into the living room. Lucy, Luna and Luke ran after it, leaving you both alone in the room.

“Jaem, look at me..” You whispered to your flustered boyfriend, who couldn’t stop giggling coyly.

It didn’t take long for his giggles to stop and his breath to hitch when you slowly snaked your hand over his clothed dick. You palmed him as you looked up at him and he held your face, smiling down at you.

You could feel the atmosphere shift in the room when his dick became fully erect and his breathing got heavy from your touch. Jaemin’s face came down once again, as you got up and met his lips half way, hungrily.

Sitting on your heels, you reached for the hem of his t-shirt and ripped it off him and he returned the favour. Taking your trousers off, you couldn’t wait to get on his lap and straddle him, deepening the kiss. Jaemin’s hands felt big around your waist, as he kneaded your skin. Panting in unison, the heat began to grow between you two and you moaned into his mouth.

Jaemin’s mouth made its way down to your jawline, then behind your ear, leaving a trail of wet kisses. He gave your ear a gentle bite, which made your hips grind down on his erection. You felt your underwear beginning to soak through when it made contact with his hard, heavy length.

He continued to kiss you along your neck, collar bones until he made his way to your breasts and he pulled down your bra to take a nipple in his mouth. Your hands grabbed his head, affectionately caressing it.

Jaemin was a lot bigger than you in size, so seeing him like this, under you with your breast in his mouth, made your head spin. Your right hand travelled down to the side of his neck as you held onto him for support, your nails grazed his skin and he groaned into you.

“Need you..” You whimpered when he brought his fingers began playing with your nipple. He left kisses back up to find your lips once again. His tongue deep inside you mouth, making you ache for him. He began thrusting against your clit to meet your subtle movements on him, both of you swallowing each others moan.

Jaemin bit your bottom lip as he pulled away. “Then take me.”

He leaned back into the headboard, admiring you in your aroused state. He smiled. You loved Jaemin’s smile, it could light up any room he walked into. It was your favourite thing about him. His hands rested on your hips, holding you in place as you took him out of his boxers.

You leaned in to peck his lips again before, you let some spit slowly drop down to his dick and you worked his length. Jaemin maintained the eye contact as his expressions began to switch. His smile faded into his mouth slightly parted and his eyebrows furrowed, at your touch.

He bit his lip, “just like that doll, keep going.” He whispered, rubbing your hips with his big hands.

Sounds of his pre cum, mixed with your spit could be heard and it only made you grow wetter. Jaemin lightly traced his hands along your front, until his thumb found its way to your clit where he began rubbing circles. You started to feel impatient. You needed to feel him. You had to have him right now.

Jaemin moved your ruined panties to the side, as he rubbed your slit with his long finger. He slid his digit inside you which was met with a mmmm sound from you.

“You ready for me already?” He commented on your wetness with a gasp.

“Come here.”

Jaemin grabbed your hands, moving them to his broad, muscly shoulders as he pulled you in closer, connecting your lips once again. You felt your heart beat inside your ears from desire, taking over every atom in your body, when you felt him twitch under you. You sighed into his mouth once again before grabbing the base of his dick, you hovered over him.

Apparent desperation on your face, made Jaemin smile as he pulled your panties to the side once more, staring into your eyes. You both held eye contact as you slowly sunk down on him, making his jaw go slack and his head fall back. You gasped, taking him in, inch by inch, until he filled you up.

You let out a loud whimper as your head also fell into his neck and you started to move. Stroking him painfully slow, unable to stop your thighs from shaking and moans rolling out of you like breathing.

Jaemin slid down further, giving you more control and wrapped his arms around you. Mirroring his actions, you also wrapped your arms around his head as he buried his face into your chest. His tongue found its way to your nipples once again, making you squirm.

“You’re doing so good, doll.. just like that” Jaemin breathed out, digging his nails into your back and scratching all the way down to your waist. He smacked your ass. “Keep going for me…”

It wasn’t long before you felt your orgasm come crashing as you unraveled on top of Jaemin, leaving him in a daze. He grabbed your jaw and kissed you.

“Spit.” He opened his mouth under you, and you did as you were asked. “Pretty girl.” Jaemin lightly tapped your cheek with his hand, as you rode out your climax.

He didn’t know what to do with his hands, as the heat inside him continued to grow and he felt lightheaded. His desire was taking over him and he bucked his hips to go deeper inside you with a loud groan. You swore you were seeing stars as he held you in place and started fucking into you with deep, hard thrusts. Your whole body felt like jelly as you let Jaemin take control and you fell into the crook of his neck.

You sucked on his neck, interchanging with moans every now and then, as Jaemin continued to pound into you. He felt his own orgasm reaching when his strokes started becoming faster and your tits bounced in his face. He took one in his mouth to muffle his moans as he began twitching inside you, triggering yet another orgasm for you.

“I.. “ You breathed out. “Gonna cum again” You barely let out a whisper and you both finished at the same time. Fireworks flying around the room would be an understatement as you both panted, heavily and your cries of his name filled the space around you.

As Jaemin’s body went limp, you lifted up your head from his neck to look at his fucked out eyes and he kissed the bottom of your chin. You began to move slowly, as you over stimulated him.

Whimpers and incoherent sentences fell from his mouth making his constrict on you tighter.

“Y/N.. please” He looked up at you like a puppy, begging.

You giggled before stopping and kissed him all over his face. You both sat there, with him inside you like that for a while. Catching your breath and waiting for your heart rates to be stable again.

“Hungry?” Jaemin said after a while.

“SO BAD.” You exclaimed, making Jaemin smile at you.

He smacked your ass hard before gently rubbing and playing with it. “Alright, get up and lemme make you something to eat yeah?”

He placed one last kiss on your lips.

#jaemin #jaemin fic #jaemin nct #jaemin x reader #jaemin smut #nct dream #nct #something a little different #hope you guys enjoy??#jaemin brain rot going hard since last night #na jaemin

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dmercer91 · 8 months

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perfect girl, ms25

in which mackie spends the day with the sophomores best girl (set last season, 18+!!)

i feel the need to apologize for this but alas i will not,

enjoy! (this is 2.4k words of porn with no plot. mackie samo the man that you are)

your legs were sprawled over marks lap when a knock on the door stole your attention, a small tap to your thigh the force that brought it back

“probably food for mackie. bring it to him for me, hm?” you nodded softly, sliding off him and standing up, heading towards the door.

you bent to grab the bag, nodding to mark to confirm it was food, and then heading upstairs towards mackie’s door.

you knocked softly, waiting for his hum of approval before opening the door and stepping in, but not moving towards the bed.

a movie played on his tv and he’d been laser focused on it before you’d come in.

“hi, mack. i brought you your food,” you murmured, his eyes scanning you before he sat up and patted his lap, grinning

“thank you, baby. c’mere,” he said, confirming he wanted you on him.

you closed the door gently, shuffling over to the side of his bed and setting down the food as you found your way to his side, not on his lap but your legs laid over his.

he opened his bag and pulled out his meal, getting a couple bites in before he moved his fork toward your mouth and you blushed

“i’m ok, thank you,” he tilted his head, fork remaining in place.

“have some, baby. s’ good,” he insisted, moving the fork closer and raising his eyebrow at you. you parted your lips, letting him feed you and nodding after you’d finished, leaning your head on his shoulder.

“good,” you confirmed, earning a satisfied chuckle from mackie.

“d’you wanna watch my movie with me, baby? or is mark wanting you back,” he asked, looking down at you while piling his last bite of food, cleaning up his takeout container and setting it on his bedside table.

“wanna stay with you,” you mumbled, looking up at him with a small smile.

mackie had always taken good care of you. they all did, but mackie especially.

mark gave you the most attention, but he could get rough and distracted. ethan was a little all over the place, and you had a hard time reading what kind of mood he’d be in.

luke, despite often allowing you to steal his bed and clothes, only truly used you when he was having it really tough. dylan was sweet to you, but you found him quiet and a little too tame, though you loved him outside of your alone time

mackie took his time- he knew how to use his words and he controlled you in a way that meant you’d be sated. like he was telling you what he wanted, but it was only ever for your benefit

so if you had been given the option to spend a few hours with him, you’d take it in a heartbeat.

he laid down, pulling at your waist so you’d join him, wrapping his arm around you fully once you’d settled with your back against his chest.

the movie played quietly while you dozed off in his arms, his fingers eventually finding their way to the hem of your shirt, pulling it up around your hips and then moving to the band of your panties

your body shifted, subconsciously allowing him to slip them off you and throw them the the floor.

“you think i can just slip right in, baby? you’re fuckin’ made for me, won’t need to get you ready, hm?” his words went in one ear and out the other, your dazed hum confirmation enough for him.

so, he did as he said, gliding the head of his cock along your core a few times before pressing into you, a shocked gasp immediately slipping from your lips as you blinked tiredness from your eyes.

“mack- nh. mackie, you-“ your eyes fluttered shut again when he adjusted, but then kept still, a soft chuckle echoing in your ear.

“there’s a good girl,” he cooed, watching in awe as you squirmed to adjust to him. “just wanted you to warm me, baby. gonna stay right there with me inside you,”

a sweet moan tumbled from your lips as his hand ghosted over your stomach, barely grazing the bulge he was causing.

your head leaned back against his shoulder, eyes wide looking up at his with tears collecting on your waterline.

“shh, baby,” he soothed his hands along your hips gently, kissing your temple as you tried to relax into him now that you’d almost adjusted “feel full?”

you gulped, nodding to his question. “yeah? y’ can feel me stretchin’ you? feels good?” he smirked, tilting your jaw so you’d continue to look at him.

“so good, mack.. n’ deep- so, so deep,” you babbled, a small whine following your words. you’d wanted so badly for him to move- rock his hips a little. but he said he wanted you to warm him, so you listened.

“such a patient baby girl. so perfect f’ me,” he whispered, a little dazed and lost in his own control over you- but still maintaining it.

“watch the movie, baby,” he released your jaw, nodding to the tv screen and kissing your temple sweetly. you nodded, trying to keep your attention centred on the plot and not the aching wish that he’d move- just give you a little friction.

his phone buzzed with a text from the sophomore group chat, and a smirk found it’s way back to his lips.

from, estapa: princess still up with you, samo?

from, samo: watching a movie

from, eddie: fuckin hog

mackie chuckled to himself, kissing your temple again and mumbling your name into your ear sweetly. you hummed, sparing him a glance before letting your eyes drift to his phone that he’d set in front of you.

“you wanna give them a little show, baby?” you furrowed your eyebrows, not clueing in to what he meant until he opened his camera and adjusted your legs so your knees were up to your chest.

you moaned at the movement, watching his phone carefully as he angled it to snap a picture of him seethed inside you, your grown arousal drooling from your centre and leaving shining spots on your inner thigh

“fuck. prettiest pussy i’ve ever seen. can i show them, baby? show them how good you take me?” you bit your lip, contemplating his request as he readied the picture to send and hovered over the blue arrow

“only the sophomores?” you looked up at him, lip still slid between your teeth, this time with question.

he nodded “only for us, baby,” you nodded gently, watching as the picture sent with the message he’d typed

from, samo: attachment, 1 image

from, samo: warming me like she’s made for it

from, estapa: jfc

from, estapa: she’s fucking perfect

from, lukey: how can u not be moving

from, lukey: i’d have broken as soon as i started

from, eddie: she’s always so good for you

from, duker: fuck me shes pretty

from, samo: show that to anyone and i cut your dicks off

mackie chuckled as you squeezed around him, flustered at the compliments and desperate for him to start moving

“please, mack, i’ve been so good,” you blurted, his head cocking to the side. “i know you have, baby. gotta be patient with me, though,”

you fought the urge to whine at his denial, instead nodding obediently and trying to focus once more on the movie that was playing. if you’d seen it before, you were too distracted to piece together what it actually was.

he smiled, peppering your neck and shoulders with kisses and gently adjusting his hips, your walls immediately fluttering around him and a breathy whine of his name falling from your lips

“i love those pretty noises you make,” he murmured, his hips starting to rock back and forth, slowly but hard and deep. you reached for his hands, planted on your waist, and squeezed his wrist, crying out from pleasure

“mackie, mackie, it feels so good,” you squeezed both his hand and his cock, leaning your head back on his shoulder with your eyes fluttered shut

he hummed in appreciation, kissing your temple but keeping focused on his thrusts, moving his hand to your belly once more and adding a little pressure

you tried to squirm away, your eyes opening to look up at his and beg, to no avail. “you’re okay, baby, i’ve got you. bet that feels like heaven, hm?” he cooed, watching as your eyes watered again from the pressure building in the pit of your stomach

you only moaned in response, keeping eye contact with him for as long as he stayed looking down at you- his soft gaze a contrast from how harsh his thrusts were.

“you feel so good, baby girl. makin’ me feel so good. n’ you’re behaving like a pretty angel for me, such a good girl,” he praised, bringing his free hand up to cup your face and watch as you flushed, nodding

“jus’ wanna be perfect for you, mack. wan- nh, wanna be your good girl,” you cried, stuttering as his hand pressed harder on your stomach.

he pressed a soft kiss to your nose, pulling his head back when you leaned in to kiss his lips. you whimpered, moving your hands from his wrist to tangle into his hair and try again.

he obliged, the hand on your chin moving down to rub circles on your clit. you moaned into the kiss, tugging at his hair a little while your body started to writhe

you clamped your legs around his hand, pulling away from the kiss to moan, try and warn him how close you were. all you could get our way was stutters of his name or profanity

“shhh, baby. i know, i’ve got you. you can go ahead,” he whispered, cooing sweet nothings into your ear as you fell apart, thighs twitching and your walls suffocating him

he fucked you through it, getting ready to pull out as you caught your breath.

“no, no. stay, please stay inside” you begged, feeling him throb inside you and knowing he was close.

“i’ll come, baby. was gonna finish in your mouth,” you shook your head, choking on your lack of breath before finally finding your words and pleading with him

“want you to come inside. please? want you to fill me,” you begged, his pace having slowed down. both of your hands had moved to his lower back, trying to keep him seethed inside you

his hips twitched, a groan falling from his lips at your request.

“baby, you know i can’t. s’ against the rules,” he calmly explained, earning a sad look from you, leant on his shoulder. your hands made no effort to move and he kissed your forehead, trying to pull out of you.

“please, mack. please, s’ all i want. i’ve been so good. i won’t tell, i promise,” you knew he could’ve easily slipped out- he was stronger than you on any day, not to mention how fucked out you were

“you have been such a good girl for me, baby, so fuckin’ perfect all the time, but-“ your walls fluttered around him at the praise, his breath hitching while he tried to shake his head of the image of himself dripping from you

to no avail.

“fuck. okay, baby. i’ll come inside you. i’ll stuff you full of me n’ i want you on your back the second i pull out of that pretty pussy, alright? wanna watch you leak w’ me,”

you nodded quickly, your hands moving to grab onto his while his thrusts got a little rougher, your walls clenching around him while you felt your second orgasm near

“mack.. mackie, i- fuck” you moaned, a sweet chuckle coming from his lips before he focused on nipping at your shoulders, giving a little more pressure on your stomach

“so big, mh. full, feel so full,” you mumbled, doing your best to praise him into speeding up, your second release teetering on the edge.

“yeah? you like bein’ stretched, don’t you baby,” he quickly replied, pressing kisses to the marks he left on your shoulders and neck

“do you wanna come together, baby? m’ so close. feel so good squeezing me.. like im on top of the world,” he cooed, feeling your head nod immediately, your walls fluttering at the compliment

“alright, baby. one,” he paused, speeding up his thrusts “two. there you go, baby, you’ve got it,” he praised, watching as you struggled to adjust to his newfound pace

he murmured three, your body tensing during your orgasm as you tried to savour the feeling of him spilling into you.

he bit back his moans, a few whines slipping from his pressed lips as your body shook in his arms. you were a mess- haphazard moans of swears and his name breathy and beautiful as they fell, his cock aching at the way you were squeezing him

as you both came down, he let you catch your breath before pulling out of you, a sweet whine indicating your oversensitivity.

as told, you rolled onto your back and spread your legs for him, watching carefully as he got up and kneeled in front of you.

he kissed the inside of your knee, watching in awe as his load drooled from you, mixed with your own arousal.

“fuck, you’re so beautiful, baby. look at you,” he reached over for his phone once more, taking a picture of the mess he’d made of you. he flipped the phone, watching as your cheeks heated

“that one’s just for me, yeah? a reminder of how good you are just for me,” he soothed his hands along your thighs, still dazed at the sight in front of him.

you nodded in agreement, eyes fluttering in and out of sleep due to your exhaustion.

“alright, pretty baby. let’s get you in the bath. staying with luke tonight?” you shook your head weakly, reaching out for him and being given his hand.

“wanna stay with you,” he grinned, nodding and squeezing your hand like you had his.

“then you’ll stay with me, angel,”

#e’s fics #e goes a little feral #best girl mini series !#mackie samoskevich #mackie samoskevich x reader #mackie samoskevich smut #hockey imagine #nhl imagine #mackie 😵‍💫

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bartxnhood · 9 months

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you belong with me | l.r.h

luke hemmings x fem!songwriter!reader

summary: after luke finds out just what your song was about, his life was flipped upside down.

warnings: unrequited love, break up, lots of crying, happy ending (who cheered)

wc: 6k

a/n: this is a part two to this so be sure to read that before !

requests open

not proofread

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you sigh as you put your earbuds in to tune out the sound of the man in the front seat belting the lyrics of ‘we belong together’ by mariah carey with the brunette in the passenger seat.

you couldn’t help but let your eyes linger on the man. his blond, curly hair, just long enough to rest above his eyes, the stubble on his face that hadn’t been shaven in at least two weeks, that pointy nose that was sculpted by the gods, and those ocean blue eyes.

you loved looking into those eyes.

he was your best friend, he was the one constant in your life and now he feels like a stranger.

you’re taken out of your trance when calum nudges your shoulder. “you okay?” he mouths. you nod quickly offering him a smile, looking back down to the book you were reading.

calum sighs, he reaches for his phone and types up a quick message.

-“you sure? you were staring again, y/n..”

-“i’m fine, cal. swear.”

calum huffs but leaves it at that. the two in the front continue belting out the lyrics and calum keeps an eye on you for the rest of the drive.

you should’ve said no, you wanted to say no and stay home where at least you’d be free of the torture. but, with calum being calum he begged you until you agreed. just like he did when he convinced you to open up for them on tour in the early days.

if you had said no then, maybe none of this would’ve happened.

”luke..i..” you wiped your eyes, it was so hard for you to hear that when you had spent all your life with him only to lose him in the end. “i’m sorry.”

luke shook his head, “no, i’m sorry.”

he stands there, looking at you with sorrowful eyes. he can feel himself tearing up but the moment is interrupted by sierra busting through the door. “there you are!” she says, walking over to your side, her hand finding your arm. “are you okay, hon?” her eyes soften, noticing your tears.

you don’t say anything but you nod, looking away while the girl side hugs you. “did luke bother you? i told him specifically to not take away your spotlight tonight” she says in a teasing matter and you laugh softly. but luke doesn’t seem too amused.

“okay, well the guys are ready so whenever you’re ready, luke” sierra says, removing herself from your side then going back inside the club.

“so, what should we do?” luke ask, watching as you wipe your eyes once more. you shrug, “nothing, you’re with sierra. my feelings mean nothing anymore.”

your eyes flutter open as you feel someone shaking you gently, “y/n, wake up we made it” you look at calum then begin stretching out as you look around. you see the tall palm trees as you can smell the breeze of saltwater wafting in from the open doors.

you step out of the vehicle and begin stretching while the others, ashton, michael, and crystal arrive in the other car as you gather your items from the backseat and pack them into your carry on, luke has already begun unpacking the car. “here’s your bags, y/n” he says, you don’t skip a beat to bend down to take your bags and head for the entrance of the beach house and not bat an eye at him.

calum and ashton shared a room, the two couples had their own room, so you were left alone. not that you minded at all, it gave you time to think and have you time. if it ever got too overwhelming, you had your own space.

after spending some time unpacking, you decided to head out of your room and put your toiletries in the bathroom. as you stepped out, you saw everyone gathered around the island in the kitchen, sierra jutting down whatever the other guys were saying. “oh! y/n!” ashton announces which then causes the others to look your way. “we’re making a grocery list. is there anything specific you need?” he adds.

you walk over to the island, standing across from them. “well, what do you have down so far?”

“we have breakfast foods…um some stuff for dinner for the nights we don’t eat out…snacks…” sierra begins listing off everything she had written down with a point of the pen.

“sounds like you got everything then” you hum, with a nod. “one more thing” she adds, “do you care to go with me?”

you look at the sierra across from you and smile softly, “sure. is crystal going too?” the brunette shakes her head, “her and mike went to the beach already. just us two” she smiles awkwardly. “oh, that’s fine. let me get changed and we can head out” you force a smile as you walk out of the kitchen to your bedroom.

the drive to the supermarket was quiet, your eyes glued to the road while sierra did whatever she was doing. given the circumstances, there was a little tension between the two of you and it was very hard for you to deal with.

you really liked sierra, she was a kind soul who saw the good in a lot of things. she had always been there to cheer you up, and you had considered her your best friend. but after that night at the open mic, everything changed.

the drive felt like it lasted forever, but eventually, you arrived at the supermarket.

pushing the shopping cart through the isles while sierra was looking at the list, you occasionally would drop some items in the basket that you wanted for yourself or, you and sierra both agreed on it.

“i really miss hanging out with you..” sierra says, standing at the end of the shopping cart in the drink aisle with you.

you look at her, smiling sadly. “i know, i miss it too. just..work has been..work” you try laughing it off. “i can help, you know. i write songs too” she says. you nod, dropping a case of wine in the cart. “i know, i just don’t want to bother you” you shrug, and begin pushing the cart until the next isle.

you hear sierra sigh, giving you the‘you sound ridiculous’. look. “y/n, it won't bother me! you’re my friend and i’d love to help out” you chuckle softly, “okay fine. after this trip we’ll work together.” you cave, and sierra claps her hands quietly with a big smile on her lips.

as the two of you stroll down the isle of chips and other snacks, your eyes catch the package of a certain snack you hadn’t seen in years. “oh my god!” you announce, letting go of the cart to pickup the bag. “what is it?” the other girl asks. “look” you say, showing the bag to her. “i haven’t seen these in years!”

memories wash over you like a wave as you stare at the packaging. “what are they?” she questions. “these are luke’s favorite! back on tour, we used to keep stashes of these in the bus” you laugh, grabbing an extra bag to also put it in the cart. “we could eat up to two or three bags in a day, the other guys would always get onto us..” you laugh, reminiscing.

“oh really?” sierra didn’t know this. she didn’t know his favorite snacks or drinks. she didn’t know how he would bounce his leg when he had a lyric on his mind and needed to write it down, she didn’t know that when he picked at his face subconsciously it meant he was worried. she didn’t know luke’s favorite movie, she didn’t know that he only wears certain rings, rings you got him. she didn’t know that when luke got quiet it meant he was thinking hard about something. she doesn’t know that luke keeps a song journal with some of his deepest feelings.

but you do.

you know all of this.

by the time you and sierra had arrived at the beach house, the sky was already turning dark. you had taken a couple of bags out of the back and began heading inside. “guys, we need help” you announce, dropping the bags on the kitchen counter.

you turn around see the other five standing up from their seats and going outside, and you follow suit.

it took you, sierra, and the other five to haul the rest of the groceries back inside and to unpack. but thankfully, it was only one trip.

while sierra was handing you boxes of cereal, luke hollered, “oh my god!” everyone whips their heads around, startled by his abrupt yell. “what is it?” ashton asks, and luke grinned holding up the bag of snacks before ripping into them letting the smell waft into his nostrils, letting the memories flood back. “it’s the snacks we used to eat!”

you smile, seeing his reaction as he reaches in for a handful, stuffing it in his mouth. “where did you find these? i thought they discontinued them!” he says with a mouth full.

you laugh, walking over and take a couple for yourself. “dont talk with your mouth full, and don’t eat em all because once that bag is gone, you’re donezo. the other one is mine” you taunt earning a frown the from curly-haired man.

sierra watches, she sees how his eye has lit up. she sees and you were suddenly beaming with happiness upon seeing lukes smile.

the next evening, everyone had wanted to go out to dinner to celebrate your second album as a release party. you, however, wanted to stay back as you weren't feeling it but ashton practically demanded and dragged you out of bed and told you to get ready. “okay, okay!! i’ll get ready..” you groan as ashton pushes you into the bathroom, you can hear a victory laugh from him as the door shuts.

you look up, seeing yourself in the mirror knowing you should be excited to go out and celebrate the release of your second album. you had a good following and people who were anticipating your release. but you just weren’t feeling it, probably because all of the songs were about your best friend.

but, you just weren’t looking forward to dinner or the release party.

you step out of your bedroom smoothing out your dress, which is a dark navy blue. you see everyone else standing in the kitchen or sitting on the sofa in their outfits. the guys in their suits, and crystal and sierra in a dress similar to yours, but crystals was red, and sierra was black.

“ready? oh? you’re matching with luke!” ashton laughs, as he stands up from the sofa, pointing to luke’s tie.

you look at luke’s tie, feeling extra awkward now, “oh..” you say. “you okay?” calum asks, “yup, everyone ready?” you change the subject, and they all nod and head out for the night.

all seven of you sat together at a large table at a nice restaurant, ashton and calum had planned it nicely and were sure that the table was in a private area.

you had already finished appetizers when michael spoke up. “do you remember when we first toured?” he asks.

“yeah..” calum and ashton say, you nod. “what was your favorite part of tour?” he asks. everyone falls silent while they think, “definitely all the drinking” calum answers, you laugh and shake your head, “you were a nightmare.”

“definitely” luke agrees with you.

“oh, soundchecks were fun. messing with managers” michael answers.

“i liked songwriting, i wrote some of my favorite songs on tour with you guys.” you smile, remembering all the good times. “performing was kinda cool too” you laugh.

everyone smiles, you hear calums ‘aw’ and you just roll your eyes.

“what about you, luke?” ashton asks.

luke thinks for a moment, but he isn’t too sure how to answer it. “i think i enjoyed performing the most, it was good experience.” michael nods, “true” he agrees.

then the table falls silent again when entrees arrive. everyone seems to be enjoying their food, until, crystal asks you, “y/n, who did you write your songs about?”

you look up from your plate, you feel your ears turning hot. you always hated this question because how could you tell them it was about the man who was sitting just a few feet from you?

“well..” you begin, finishing your bite. “it’s not really about anyone. it’s just a feeling you have” you try your best to come up with something believable. “that way, anyone can relate to what i release.” you smile, but you feel luke’s eyes lingering on your figure.

you look out of the corner of your eye and confirm your suspicions. he was looking at you.

“ah, that makes sense!” crystal smiles, “your work is incredible.”

“thank you, crys”

it was nearing midnight now, closer to your release time. instead of the restaurant you had moved to a club just a few streets over which was also set up for your release party.

ashton was by your side as you enter, letting the couples go in first, then you, ashton, and calum. you look around and see some old faces and friends.

“do you want anything?” calum asks as the two of you stand at the bar. you shake your head, “nah, i’ll pass” you smile while taking a seat at the bar. calum nods, respecting your wishes as he orders himself a drink. you sit there playing on your phone to pass the time until it hits midnight. throughout the night you have people coming up to you and congratulating you on your album, and you just smile and nod. soon enough, midnight rolls around and you hear cheers and ashton appears from what seems like thin air with a cake while congratulating you. you smile, standing up from the bar stool.

“congratulations on your album, y/n/n! we are so proud of you and we can’t wait to see where life takes you!” ashton says, you feel yourself getting emotional seeing all of your friends around you. “we love you!” you hear michael cheer which causes you to giggle before blowing out the candles.

as you leaned in to blow out the candles everything felt like it happened so quickly. a very, very drunk man showed up out of nowhere yelling profanities at your before pushing the cake on you. “and fuck you, you whore-“ he continued until a someone interfered. you see luke out of the corner of your eye, yelling at him to shut up and throwing a few punches in.

you didn’t move, feeling so embarrassed. you look down seeing all the cake on your skin and dress.

sierra and crystal rush to your side and take you away to the bathroom to get you cleaned up.

you were perched up on the counter, both sierra and crystal were trying their best to clean your dress and fix your makeup but you had already started crying.

“why would someone do that?” you ask, feeling so small.

“i don’t know, hon..” sierra sighs, as she wipes off the icing on your face. “people are just jerks..” crystals adds.

thankfully the cake didn’t get on your dress as much as it was on your face. the two other girls let you borrow their makeup once all of the cake was gone so you could try to enjoy the rest of your day.

“thank you guys, i don’t know what i would do you without you” you smile, hugging the two girls before heading back to the club floor.

you spot luke at the bar with michael and walk up, standing beside michael. you order yourself a shot of whatever came to mind first. “you’re drinking? i thought you hated it” michael asks, eyeing as you downed the shot.

“yeah, well, after the fiasco that just happened, i need to let loose for the night”

luke should’ve stopped you after your fifth shot, but he didn’t. he let you drink and he was now paying the price for doing so.

luke knew you better than anyone else, he knew you hated drinking because of the way it made you act and how you felt afterward.

he stares as you dance with an old friend and when he starts touching you a little too much, luke saw red.

he didn’t even realize what he was doing until you were yelling his name. he lets go of the guy and turns to you, “are you okay?” he asks. “luke?! what the fuck?!” you yell, stumbling back a little, and luke catches you. “you’re drunk” luke says, “obviously” you slur followed by a sigh as you finish the rest of your drink.

“okay, i think you’re done. we should head home” he suggested while taking your hand and leading you through the crowd of people to gather up the rest of your group.

you don’t protest, in fact, you are excited to head back home and sleep away the night and hopefully forget everything that happened.

the night has come to an end, and you all had finally returned to the beach house. the seven of you all sat around a bonfire talking about life and what they want in the future. you were seated a few feet from the group, admiring the stars, and how clearly you could see them.

the sudden hit of a soccer ball caught your attention and you followed the direction where the ball had rolled from and your eyes landed on calum and ashton. “cmon” calum says, extending his hand you want to say no because you can feel a headache forming, but calum beats you. “you can’t say no. get up”

you groan, letting him take your hand and drag you in the sand to kick the soccer ball around before all of you head in for the night.

luke didn’t know how long he was watching you. but what he did know, is just how bad he wished he was the one you making laugh like calum does. luke wants to be the one helping you from the sand like ashton does.

his body longs for your touch as his heart yearns for your love.

sierra watched as he was eyeing you, he looked at you like you were the only person in the world. he was starstruck when it came to you, his y/n. everyone saw it except maybe you, and himself.

he’d never admit it though, for the sake of sierra.

but what he didn’t know is that she knew she would never replace you in his heart. luke didn’t know she had already made up her mind about their relationship.

“luke..” she speaks up while leaning in, in hopes of getting his attention. luke is pulled out of whatever trance he was in and finally looks at the girl. “yeah?” he asks, looking as if he had just come off cloud nine after hearing your laugh. “we need to talk.”

luke nods, “is everything okay?” he asks, turning his body to fully face his girlfriend. as sierra is about to begin speaking she is interrupted by ashton, who had his arm around your shoulder. “you all coming?” luke’s eyes land on you, naturally. he sees that you didn’t even bother to look at him, he looked disappointed. “we’ll catch up later.”

luke watches as you disappear over the sand dunes and his eyes finally land on sierra. “what’s up?” he asks, noticing sierras blank expression.

she takes in a long breath, trying to find the right words without hurting his feelings. “i don’t think this is gonna work out.. between us” she confesses, feeling the tears threatening to spill in her eyes. “what..? why..?” asks luke.

“because you don’t love me.”

“what? sierra, i do-“

“no, luke” she cuts him off, smiling softly. “you don’t, and it’s okay.” she takes his hand and holds it softly. “i should’ve known i couldn’t take her place in your heart.” “what..?”

“y/n.” sierra answers, fighting back the tears. “i see the way you look at her, you have that look in your eyes every time they land on her. you love her and you need to admit that to yourself.” and it was true, but luke had tried and thought that he had hid his feelings for you, but he was unsuccessful.

“i can’t be her, i can’t force you to love me, luke.”

“sierra..” he sighs, feeling ashamed.

“luke..look at me” she takes her hands, cupping his chin so he would look at her. “last night, when you came to her rescue i knew in that moment..”

“it’s okay, luke. we just aren’t meant to be. you deserve someone who can make you happy, and she does.”

her thumb caresses his cheek, admiring all of his beauty as a tear slips from her eyes. “i’m sorry that i can’t be the one in your heart.” she presses a kiss on his nose before standing up from her seat, leaving luke alone on the beach that night.

the next morning, your eyes are met with the excruciating pain in your temples as your eyes flutter open, meeting with the sunlight peaking in from the curtains. groaning, you throw your arm over your eyes to try to help with the light and you are reminded why you hated drinking so much.

you heard a few soft knocks at your door, “come in” you announce groggily. calum peeks his head in, “hey, we’re all heading out. you gonna join?” he asks. you remove your arm from your eyes and barely open them. you ask,“what time is it?” and calum laughs quietly . “it’s after five. you’ve slept most of the day.”

you sigh, “i’ll just stay back.” you answer and hear a quiet “okay” from calum as he exits your bedroom, closing the door behind him.

you lie there for a while before eventually getting up to shower, in hopes it would make you feel a little better.

meanwhile, the others had all gone out bowling per the request of michael and ashton even though it was pretty late in the day.

calum wanted to stay back, he hated the idea of going out without you because he knew how bad your hangovers could be but he went, not wanting ashton to third wheel alone.

when they arrived at the bowling alley, it was pretty busy, they found a lane and started a few games. but everyone seemed to be off, calum couldn’t put his finger on it, maybe it was the fact that you weren’t here, or the fact they were all still a tad hungover. so, with only a few games in, they all decided to leave and head back to the rental house to watch a movie and make dinner instead.

when they all arrive back, they do their own thing. crystal and michael head to the patio for a couple of drinks, ashton goes to the living room, calum makes a b-line to the kitchen, sierra goes to her bedroom, and luke attempts to look for you. hoping to clear the air between the two of you.

“wheres y/n?” luke asks, noticing the door to your bedroom was wide open and you were nowhere else to be found. ashton looks around, shrugging as he plops down on the sofa. “maybe she’s at the beach” the drummer suggests. “she didn’t text me.” calum announces from the kitchen, looking for some snacks. luke checks his phone, sending you a message but when you don’t reply he decides to look for you himself.

you sat on the beach, your feet in the cool sand while you were scribbling away in your journal, this whole trip you felt so trapped and so empty. feeling as if you had lost your best friend over something so stupid you tried to push away those feelings, but in doing so you were jeopardizing your friendship with luke and sierra. pushing them out of your life pretty much.

you were so engrossed with your writing, you didn’t even notice the tall blond heading your way.

“there you are!” he announces, jogging to your side. “i was looking everywhere for you!” you look up from your book, seeing luke and immediately shutting it. “well, you found me” you answer, a bit harsher. you hear a sigh from luke, “y/n, are we ever going to talk this out?” he asks, you stand up from the shore and dust the sand off of you. “there’s nothing to talk about, luke.”

actually, there was. you wanted to scream at him, you wanted to pour your heart out and tell him how much you loved him. how your heart aches for him, how your body yearns for his touch.

but you don’t, you simply begin walking off but he stops you. “y/n.” he reaches out and grabs your wrist gently.

“why didn’t you tell me?” he asks, and once you turn around he drops his arms to his side but his look is fierce. he was staring through you. “you left me in the dark, y/n..how was i supposed to know?”

you groan, letting your head fall back. “luke, i’m sorry. okay?” you raise your head and look at him. “and this isn’t all on me, either. you didn’t tell me your feelings either.”

“well who did you think all of those songs we wrote together were about?!” luke asks, raising his voice slightly.

“i don’t know luke! i was too worried that if i said something wrong or if i slipped up i would lose my best friend!” you tell, the pain filled your chest and you felt yourself explode like a shaken soda bottle.

“i was worried that if i made the impression that i even had the slightest crush on you, you’d leave me, luke. you were the one thing in my life that kept me grounded. you were my everything, you were the air in my lungs, my heart was beating for you. so, i’m sorry, luke that i maybe didn’t catch the hint. i was scared.”

luke blinks, his heart racing as you begin spilling out all your thoughts.

“why?” was all he asked.

“because i thought i wasn’t good enough for you, luke. i was never the pretty one, i wasn’t like the other girls. i was always the one who people settled for. and when sierra came into the picture, it was worse. when you started seeing her, i would see the way you looked at her. and it hurt me so bad, lu. because i wanted you to look at me like that, i want you to want me like you want her.” you didn’t even notice the tears flowing down your cheeks.

“what?” in an effort to understand what he had just heard, his blue eyes were filled with devastation . did you really mean what you said? “y/n…did you really feel like that? i made you feel like that?” he feels his heart breaking into small pieces. luke stares at you intently as you speak, he wants to reach out and wrap you in his arms. he wants to take away all your pain, he thinks it’s unfair you have been suffering all this time.

“you’re a rockstar, luke. of course i felt that way, i couldn’t compete with all the girls who threw themselves at you when we were on tour, and then when sierra came into the picture everything just shattered..” you wipe away the tears using the sleeves of your shirt. you had told yourself you didn’t want to break down in front of him like this, but it was inevitable.

you sigh, trying to compose yourself as luke takes a few steps closer, and when his hand touches yours, you feel the wave of sadness hit you again.

“i see the way she looks at you luke, she’s so in love with you and it kills me.” you feel the lump in your throat, and your lip quivers, but you continue. “i can’t stand to be around you two, but i can’t stand to be away from you, because i still love you so much, luke.”

his hand touches your cheek, his thumb wiping away the tears staining your cheek. for a moment, when you look at him you could only wish he was yours. you felt at home when touched you so gingerly, and how his ocean eyes looked over you like you were the only girl in the world.

your hand reaches up, takes his, and removes it from your face. “you two deserve to be together. she loves you luke, i can push my feelings down. i can’t do that to her.” you say, ready to act like this never happened and you would go back to how things were.

abruptly, luke speaks. “she broke up with me.”

your heart sinks, and you feel dizzy. were you hearing things? “what..?” you say, just above a whisper. “last night” he continues, sighing as he did.

“during the bonfire, i guess i..i was staring at you and she went on this rant about how she knows that i love you.” now, you see luke’s eyes brimming with tears. his voice wavers, he sniffles once trying to suppress the tears. “and she’s right, i do love you.” he admits. “luke..i..”

“no. please, just listen to me.” the blond cuts you off, his eyes closing as he takes a deep breath. “i can’t do this anymore, i can’t pretend to love someone else when im still so in love with you.”

luke continues, his hands balled by his side. “i feel so complete with you around, and i can’t take it when you act like we aren’t close. i can’t keep pretending.”

“you are my everything, and it hurts me that i can’t be with you.” his hand is over his heart, feeling the aching feeling he has been living with since that night. “i dream of you, all i do is dream of you. i can’t get you out of my head. so, please don’t push me away. let me love you.”

your mind was racing as you stared at him wide-eyed. unable to process the words he had uttered, “i can’t do this right now..” you take a few steps back, “just..” you shake your head leaving luke stranded on the beach.

luke watches your figure disappear. his chest tightens, thinking he had just lost you for good now. he thinks you blame yourself for his breakup. when you walk away he can’t help but think you hate him more than you already did.

luke sits down in the sand, facing the ocean now. he wants to scream at the horizon, he wants the world, the gods, the universe to know just how much he loves you.

he can’t bare the thought of losing you again.

luke has so much love for you, he knows everything about you. he wants to know the things that maybe you have kept hidden from him. he wants you to want him back. luke wants to make up for all of his mistakes, fix things, and give you the love you deserve.

but, if you don’t feel like that…he would have to respect your decision.

you enter the house, seeing ashton on the sofa with calum with a few beers in their hands. “oh, hey, there you are. luke went looking for you” calum says once you enter the door. “yeah, he found me” you say, setting your book on the table and scanning the room. “wheres sierra?” you ask, ashton looks up from his phone and says, “her bedroom, but she was acting kinda weird today..” you nod, “okay, thanks”

you stand in front of the door and mentally prepare yourself for possibly the worst fight you’d ever have. you knock a few times, “sierra?” you announce letting her know it was you. you heard a soft, “come in” and you twisted the door non letting yourself in.

you see her figure sitting on the twin bed closest to the window, you walk over to sit on the edge and that’s when you notice the tears staining her cheeks.

“sierra..” you say, as you look at her. but she smiles sadly, “i’m not mad at you, if that’s the reason your here” her voice was cracking and it was very obvious she had been crying for some time. “i..” you start, handing your head. “i’m so sorry.” you mutter, feeling your lip quiver.

you had been crying most of this trip. you wish you could just get a grip and stop acting so childish.

“stop..” she says reaching for your hand. “it’s okay, i knew. i’ve known it since the beginning. i knew what i was getting myself into. but…it still hurts.” you nod, wrapping your arms around her. “i never wanted this to happen.” you sigh, feeling her arms pat your back. “i know, i don’t blame you…” she says quietly. sierra knows she couldn’t take away what the two of you had. she had to be smart and realize if she continued the relationship she would only hurt herself in the future. she couldn’t lie to herself when the truth was right in front of her.

“y/n, what you two have is real. it’s more than what we had, i can’t pretend to be you and i can’t make him love me like he loves you. i want the both of you happy, and if me cutting things off with him i’ll do it.” she says, and pulls back to look at you. “you’re my best friend, i don’t want this to ruin us, okay?” she adds, and you nod. “did he tell you how he felt?” you nod again, a laugh escaping your lips. “andddd?” she drawls, smiling. “i left him on the beach”

“y/n!” she playfully hits your arm, “please, go get that man before you lose him again” she demands, pushing you off the bed. “go!” you laugh and exit the bedroom.

luke sits on the beach, watching the waves crash onto the sand. he wonders if he just lost everything in less than twenty-four hours. he wonders where he went wrong, how he let you slip away, why he wasn’t honest with you…or himself. luke is pissed at himself because maybe, just maybe, if he had been more open with his feelings and emotions maybe this wouldn’t have happened.

he is racking his brain for the right words to say to fix what he had messed up so badly.

“luke” you say, pulling him out of his deep thought. he looks up, his eyes landing on your figure. he feels a warmth in his chest, but he doesn’t get his hopes up. “you came back?”

you nod, as you sit down next to him. “of course, i did.” you say, looking out at the ocean.

“y/n, im sorry. i didn’t mean for all of that to just spill out, i-“ you turn to him, stopping him as he tried explaining himself. “dont” you shake your head.

“just hold me, please.”

time passed quicker than you wanted it to. you sit between luke’s legs, his arms wrapped around your waist and his head resting against your shoulders. you both wanted to watch the sunset since it was your last full night there. neither you nor luke said anything since you came back. you were simply just enjoying each other's company.

“lu?”

“hmm?”

“when did you realize you love me?”

luke thinks for a moment, he recalls the last show of their first headlining tour. he remembers the outfit you wore for your set and he remembers that in that moment is when he first realized his feelings for you.

“do you remember our first headlining tour?” you nod, your eyes still on the ocean. “i do..” luke smiles, “that’s when. i remember seeing your face on that stage and everything shifted..” he answered.

you smile to yourself, recalling that night. you were on cloud nine, you remember the hug and how much you loved being in luke’s arms, just like you were now. “you there?” he whispers. you nod, “i am. just..reminiscing.”

luke pulls you closer, and he squeezes you, afraid to lose you again. he traces soft circles on your arms as he gets lost in thought.

“you there?” you chuckle, and you feel him nod against your shoulder.

“i just… i don’t want to lose you again. i don’t want to mess up this again. please let me make this right between us..” he says.

“lu, i love you. and that’s why i came back. i want us to work out…i want…us..” you speak quietly, the ocean crashing on the shore is in the background.

luke presses a kiss on your neck then, your cheek and finally, your lips. “i promise, y/n. i’ll give you the life you deserve and we will have the best years, together.”

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starshipsofstarlord · 2 months

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before the stage

prompt. quickly sewing back the loose button of their shirt that came off at the last minute, realising that you two are extremely close (1.2k)

pairing. luke hemmings x assistant!reader

warnings. fluff, employer x assistant feelings, written in 2nd person, frustrated!luke, the black shirt 🥵

divider credits. @cafekitsune

It was almost time for Luke and his band to perform, they had been entirely prepared and surpassed any qualms that threatened to delay their appearance on stage, however in the last moment, another problem appeared, leading Luke to sigh irritatedly. He was wearing a button up, the first one already undone, however it appeared that it didn't matter how much the quality of the satin fabric had cost, a couple of buttons in his midsection had escaped from the threads that held them in place.

The lead singer plucked the black pearls that closed his shirt up from the trodden ground, holding the minuscule clasps in his large hand. To say he was annoyed was an understatement; he didn't even have a backup outfit, he was set on wearing the exact apparel that he had on. "Fuck sake." His tone was bitter, it was as though something always had to go wrong at the last second.

It was just his luck, he thought. "Is something wrong Luke?" The voice cut through his distress as smooth as a knife, the soft sound relaxing the tall man slightly, as he looked to the side to see you - his assistant. He felt his lips incoherently move on their own accord as he fumbled to speak, miming through oxygen that flowed between you. "I- uh." He didn't want to rant to you about something so unimportant in the world, it would make him appear nonchalant to the real problems that tainted the earth.

He had the ability to purchase anything that he wished for due to the success of his music career, and thus he felt petty. "It's nothing." Luke shrugged off the grievance that had the strength to delay his entrance beneath the stage lights, there was no justice in getting worked up over something so minuscule. "Just.. my shirt broke." To emphasise his point in an embarrassed gesture, he braced his hands awkwardly on his hips and looked down at his torso.

A crease fell between your brows, and he felt like an absolute fool. There was a hue of red blossoming on his cheeks as he noticed your eyes scanning along his body, pinpointing the ajar fabric, your pupils staring sternly at his exposed skin. "I have just the thing." Your y/e/c eyes devotedly ogled up at him, glee glowing with an ambience from your eyes as a wide smile sprawled on your lips, leaving the curly haired blonde riddled in confusion.

For a moment you ignored your employer, shuffling with a purpose through your handbag that was slung across your shoulder, all knowing with what your search was for. A sound of diluted happiness prevailed from your throat as you plucked out a small and transparent case, where sewing needles and midnight coloured thread were stored. "Did you find the buttons?" It wouldn't be a problem if he hadn't, as you had a couple of spares loosely dancing around in your bag, however Luke held out his hand.

Luke felt sparks shoot through his body as you took the buttons, your fingers digging gently in the indent lines of his palm, grasping the black spheres and preparing your tools to reattach them. He could have sworn you were an angel sent from heaven to make every day that he spent with you significantly brighter; if there was ever a barricade to his intended path, you always had a solution.

You were always prepared, however in this moment you had to try with great difficulty to ignore the his soft abs from your focused sight. All you had to do was your job, which was to provide support and anything that Luke required, and so with your black reel of thread connected to the button, you grasped the opening of his shirt, knuckles brushing his tender muscles. The contact made him shakily inhale, his heart thumping vigorously within his chest.

He had never meant to form such an unprofessional crush on you, but it was impossible, sure when he interviewed you he couldn't ignore the physical attraction that he felt for you, though it didn't blind him to your listed criteria that was on your resume. "Thanks for this." He quietly spoke, but his words were as clear as day due to the proximity that you shared. One button down, one to go - you felt sufficiently accomplished, and you held the other one, determined to finish this fixing in time.

"It's my job." You responded nonchalantly, shrugging his appreciation off as to calm the butterflies that hurtled around in your stomach. "And it's no big deal Luke, it's an easy fix." Oh god, he could feel your breath hitting his chest where he had intentionally opened his shirt, and he could feel sweat brewing against his hairline. You were so focused, and he couldn't help but take in every detail of your face.

As you finished with putting the last button on, you placed the needle and thread back where they belonged, before you grasped the sides of his shirt, readying to put them through their designated loops. As you looked up, and he looked down upon you in his heeled boots, your nose almost touched his chin, and your eyes met in a staring embrace. "Hi." You muttered, hands still on his blouse.

"Hey." He replied, his lips pulling at the sides as his pupils enlarged in their surrounding blue pools. "How long do we have?" The musician enquired, knowing that you had a better sense for time management than he did. You glanced down at your watch, only briefly, and cocked your head. "Enough." You said, your body jumping a little as you felt his hands coil delicately around your hips.

The two of you leaned in, meeting in the middle in a collision of your lips, your hands tugging softly at his natural curls as you melted with satisfaction against one another. It was a slow exchange, full of passion and desire, and you wished it would last longer, however the alarm on your watch alerted you with a beckoning siren, causing you to defiantly pull away and huff lightly. "You have five minutes until you have to go on." You informed him, humming as Luke stroked your cheek.

He wanted nothing more than to lean in and get lost in you, to fall even further than he already had for you. But duty called, and he stood up straight, running his lips against one another as he vowed to never forget the first romantic moment that you shared. "I'll see you after?" Luke asked hopefully, his ocean eyes blazing with a new lease of motivation. Without a doubt you nodded, your hands ensuring that his shirt was done up and brushing down the smooth material to stroke out any creases.

"Of course. And then we could pick up where we left off." Your promise had a giddy expression morphing unto Luke's face, and you watched as he begrudgingly stalked off to meet with the other members of his touring team, excited to view his earth breaking performance from the sidelines. There was never a lyric that you skipped over, although today was different, you were strongly distracted by the leading man, and the before stage moment that you had just shared.

#luke hemmings x reader #luke hemmings imagine #luke hemmings smut #luke hemmings x y/n #luke hemmings oneshot #luke hemmings fanfic #luke hemmings fluff #luke hemmings fic #5sos x reader #5sos imagine #5sos fanfic #5sos fic #5sos fluff

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riya-kaur · 7 months

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luke robert hemmings

five weeks.

summary: you were planning to suprise your fiancé later on his world tour, but something came up, which makes you impulsively decide to see him sooner.

please read a/n at the end!

it was early hours in the morning, the sun still not up from its rest from the day before.

you were currently rushing your way out of the airport, trying to find an uber in the arrivals section of london airport.

your fiancé and his bandmates were currently on a world tour, and right now, they were in manchester, england. you had planned to surprise the boys and your fiancé but little did you know you'd have another suprise to shock your fiancé with- this led you to impulsively buy a flight ticket yesterday from la to london.

no one but ben, the boy's manager, was aware of your spontaneous trip. you didn't exactly tell him the full reason behind your suprise, but he didn't seem suspicious enough to care.

once you left the airport, you found an uber and off you were to manchester. you had checked the day before on google to see how long the journey would take. you had learnt that it was a four hour journey to the city.

as you settled into the backseat of the uber, you see a notification appear on your phone- it was from your fiancé.

luke: hi baby, i know you're asleep right now, but i'm missing you, hope you're dreaming of me <3

you giggle to yourself, reading luke's message from the notification page, not wanting to click onto it so it doesn't appear as read, as in america you'd be asleep right now.

the four hour journey to manchester had flown by, you had fallen asleep on the backseat of the uber for the entire journey, you only woke up when the uber driver announced you were here.

you thanked him along with paying and tipping him before slipping out of the car, grabbing your shoulder bag from the seats.

you shut the car door and turned around, looking up at the tall building in front of you - it was the hotel they were staying in.

you reached for your phone, which was in the pocket of your jeans. you unlocked your phone with the password- which was luke's birthday, and clicked on your messages with ben.

you re-read his message from earlier today, which was him informing you of the room the boys would be in, 'room six hundred and thirty one' you read in your head before locking your phone and placing it back into your pocket.

you made your way into the hotel and located the elevators - or the lifts as the british say.

regardless, you pressed on the sixth floor, and in a matter of seconds, the elevator doors opened on the sixth floor.

you walked around the floor until you saw the room mentioned in the message, 'six hundred and thirty one' you repeated in your head.

and there you were, stood in front of room six hundred and thirty one, focusing on your breathing as you held your shoulder bag tightly.

you let your hand knock lightly on the door, you hear ruffling from the other side, and in mere minutes, the door opened to liz, luke's mom.

"what?- oh my god! honey!" she exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around you, lifting you up slightly of the floor. you giggled as you wrapped your arms around her, "hi mom" you smile.

you both pull away from the hug, liz slowly backing up so you can enter in. "oh honey, he's gonna be so excited to see you" liz exclaims.

you give her a smile before your eyes fall behind liz. you see the four boys lined up on the couch, their eyes and jaw widened as they looked at you, in front of them were two other people. you didn't recognise the two people but once you saw a camera beside them you clicked on.

"shit, are they in an interview?" you ask, locking eyes with your soon-to-be-mother-in-law. she gives you a small nod before she turns to look at the boys, who are still in shock.

your eyes focus on your fiancé, his eyebrows are knitted together as his jaw was dropped. he repeatedly blinks his eyes whilst looking at you before he stands up, "i'm sorry, can we take five" luke announces. "yes, of course. is everything okay?" the lady asks. "everything is perfect" luke smiles as he locks eyes with you.

he rushes over in front of you, looking down at you. "hi" you smile. he shakes his head in disbelief as he bends down slightly, letting his hand reach the bottom of your thighs, lifting you up, allowing your legs to wrap around him.

"i missed you so much," luke expresses. "lu, baby it's only been five weeks" you giggle as you hide your face in his neck, breathing in his scent. "that's five weeks too long, baby" he coos as he moves his head so he's looking into your eyes.

you give him a smile before reaching up to capture his lips on yours. his lips were slightly parted, so you let your tongue run across his bottom lip before he catched your tongue with his.

"is that y/n?" you both hear the lady say.

you feel luke smirk against your lips, and he lets his hand squeeze the bottom of your clothed thighs. you giggle against him in response.

"the one and only" you hear michael respond to her question.

you pull away from the kiss, jumping down off of luke, his lips now turn to a frown due to action.

"i don't want to keep you from your work" you inform him. he gives you a small nod. "i won't be long, okay? i promise" he says with a wide smile. "it's okay. do you have your key card? i'll wait in your room?" you ask the blonde.

luke nods as he pulls his wallet out of his suit bottoms. he opens his wallet and takes out the key card, handing it over to you. you thank him before taking the card off him.

"that's such an old picture of me" you point out as you look at the picture of yourself, which was situated in a see-through pocket in luke's wallet.

"it's my favourite picture of you" he coos before leaving a kiss on your forehead as he slowly back away, "i'll be quick" he mouths before sitting back down on the couch, he was sat on before.

you give him a nod before giving the other three boys a wave, "see you later guys" you whisper before making your way out of their room.

you then made your way a few doors down until you reached luke's room. you pressed the card against the keypad and watched it turn green as you reached for the handle, opening up the door.

you drop your shoulder bag near the door before jumping on the already untidy bed. you notice a bulldog plushy on the bed, which reminded you of when you had bought the plushy for luke.

when you gave it to him, you told him whenever he missed petunia to look at the plushy. you picked the plushy up and held it in your arms.

you laid on the bed for well over ten minutes, until you heard a knock at the door.

you dropped the plushy on the bed before you stood up to open the door.

you swing the door open, revealing you fiancé.

he's quick at letting his lips fall onto yours.

"i'm so happy that you're here, love" luke mutters against your lips. you smile against him as your hands reach up to cup his cheeks.

luke picks you up and places you down on the bed as he hovers over you, "let me show you how much i missed you"

thirty minutes had passed, you and luke were laid in his hotel bed, your bodies tangled with the sheets.

"what time do we have to leave?" you ask as your let your fingers play with the curls in his hair.

"rehearsals are at two, so we have an hour" luke mumbles against your neck.

"when did you plan to come out here?" luke asks, letting his head rest on your chest. he looks up at you, awaiting your answer. "just a few days ago, i was planning to come out for the sydney show but something came up" you say.

"what came up?" he asks. "i'll tell you later" you say, hoping luke wouldn't question you further.

the blonde simply nods as he nuzzle himself into you.

"come on, we should start getting dressed" you say. luke shakes his head to the side, "not yet, please," he hums. you give into the boy, as you continue to play with his hair.

the both of you were in silence until you both heard a knock at the, "fuck sake, it's always us" luke complains, earning a giggle from you.

you gently move luke off of you as you slip out of the bed, quickly putting on luke's shirt and your jeans. "i'm coming!" you exclaim as you rush over to the door.

"y/n!" you hear the boys say in unison. "hey guys" you squeal as the three of them pull you into a group hug.

"did we disturb you guys?" ashton chuckled as he glanced over at luke, who had the covers over him, only his head peaking out.

"nope, we were just talking" you say, shrugging your shoulders. "enough about him, how are you guys!" you ask them. you hadn't seen the boys in a long while due to their busy schedules.

after catching up with the boys for a while, it was time to head to the venue for tonight's show.

the boys were called in for rehearsal, and they were currently spending some time with their fans.

you decided to go keep liz, joy and mali company as you waited for luke.

"hey guys" you smile, sitting opposite to the mom's and beside mali.

mali gives you a side hug, "we miss you, babe." she smiles, "i miss you too!" you say as you sway her in your arms.

"honey?" you hear liz say. you nod your head at liz. "you seem different, you seem really happy" she says with a smile on your face.

you return a smile, "thanks mom" you state. "c'mere" she says and so you do. you walk over to her before she pulls you into a soft hug.

"you're pregnant aren't you?" she whispers in your ear.

your eyes shot open at her words. you were so grateful that joy and mali were in a conversation together, meaning they couldn't have heard what liz had just said.

you give her a small nod as you take her hand and place it on your stomach, subtlety.

you seer her eyes filling up with tears as she pulls you in for another hug. she places a kiss to your head. "oh i love you, honey," she cries as she trying to wipe her tears. you rock her in your arms as you giggle, "i love you too mom"

"where's my 'i love you'?" you hear luke say.

you turn your head to the side, looking up at the blonde. "how long have you been stood there for?" you ask, biting your lip nervously. "just now, why?" he laughs awkwardly as he takes a seat beside his mom.

you let out a deep breath of relief, whilst you look over at liz, whose eyes were widened. "where you guys talking about me?" luke frowns as he makes grabby hands towards you.

you giggle at him before shuffling over to him. "no, never" you state before placing a kiss on his nose. "how was rehearsals?" you ask, wanting to change the subject.

"great, as always" luke hums before nuzzling his face into your neck, letting his arms rest around your body.

"i'm tired, though," he hums again. "you'll have a great sleep tonight now that i'm here" you whisper in his ear. "mhm i definitely will"

the boys were an hour into their show, you were watching from the sidelines, cheering and singing along.

you noticed throughout the night, luke stealing lustful glances at you. so in return, you'd give him a wave, a heart shape with your hands, and blowing over a kiss.

once you heard ashton transition the drums to teeth, you felt butterflies in your stomach, knowing exactly what luke would do.

luke had reached up to the second verse, and so he walked over to the side, where you were stood, and sang the beginning of the second verse to you his voice becoming raspy when he dragged 'wife' out of his mouth.

you gave him a wink and blowed him over another kiss. you were praying that a fan had recorded the encounter and would send it over to you.

as the show continued, so did you with your cheering, singing along and screaming.

the show had finally come to an end. you watched as the boys bowed and waved goodbye to the fans. you gave the boys a hug and told them well done as you waited for luke who was finishing of his goodbyes.

you saw him then running up to you, lifting you in his arms. "how was it?" he asked, placing you back down to your feet. "it was so amazing, lu" you smiled as you pushed back the hair that had fallen onto his face.

"thank you, love" he smiles as he places a quick kiss on your lips. "come on, let's celebrate!" he exclaims, grabbing your hand and running to the green room where the boys were stood, already drinking.

"actually, luke, can i speak to you" you say, turning to luke. "right now?" he asks and you nod eagerly.

luke knits his eyebrows together as his hand finds yours again, pulling you into a quiet room.

"what's up" he asks as he leans against a table.

"lu, baby, you remember how i said before something came up and that's why i'm here" you say and he nods, his eyes looking at you confused.

"give me your hand," you instruct, and he obliges. "close your eyes for me," and he does so without question.

you take a small box out of your pocket, a box that you've had for a while now, and place it onto his palm.

"open your eyes lu" you say stepping back, watching his every action.

"what's this?" he asks, again confused. "open it" you smile.

luke takes the small box in both his hands, opening it up, revealing a small guitar pick placed in a slit.

he brings it closer to his face, reading the text on the guitar pick.

"dad" he whispers, his eyes becoming glossy as he looks between you and the guitar pick, "really?" he smiles as he wipes off the fallen tears. you nod your head as you take out the pregnancy test from your pocket. you hand it over to luke as he looks at it in disbelief.

"oh my god" he whispers again, a smile plastered across his lips. he places the box and the stick on the table before letting his hands rest on your waist. he places a kiss on your head before squatting down so he's level with your stomach.

he looks up at you, and you give him a small nod. he lifts the bottom of your shirt up, exposing your lower abdomen. he placed a soft kiss on your stomach before standing tall again.

"we're gonna be parents," luke smiles. "we are" you giggle.

"you're gonna be such an amazing mother" he coos as he cups your cheek. "and you're gonna be an amazing father" you smile as you let him embrace you into a hug.

"how far along are you?" he asks. "five weeks" you giggle, reminiscing back to five weeks ago. "right before i left for tour" luke states, earning a nod from you.

"i love you, baby," he smiles before placing a lingering kiss on you lips. "i love you lu" you say against his lips.

the two of you stand in each others embrace before you both realise that you should head back to the green room. "no champagne for you tonight," luke says, making you giggle.

"hey, can i tell the boys" luke says, grabbing your hand, stopping you from walking into the green room. you give him a nod. "of course you can,"

luke squeal before running into the room, your hand still in his. "i wanna make a toast" luke announces.

everyone gathers around in a circle with a glass of champagne in their hands.

"to five weeks ago!" luke says, raising his glass.

"what was five weeks ago?" you hear everyone mutter in some variation. "oh my god, luke" you giggle

"we have our little baby hemmings on the way!"

a/n: i woke up to my account being deleted, i'm so upset that i've lost everything, but i'm gonna try to rewrite my previous works whilst posting new ones too :(

hope you guys like this!

i lost my requests as well so if you did have any please send them in! ♡

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lovebombs4life · 8 months

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corruption - l.r.h

requested: nope. thinking of this as i’m listening to music :)

cw: SMUT. oral (f), fingering, rough sex, choking, unprotected, mentions of alcohol, dom!luke, i’m a slut for luke hemmings

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“oh come on y/n, you’re telling me that you’ve never had anything interesting happen during sex?” crystal asked. i nodded my head. we were all sitting around in luke’s living room, some of us already drunk, some of us just buzzed. i was one of the only people in the group that was single, besides luke.

“i didn’t know there were interesting things when it came to sex until like two days ago, crystal. and we all know i constantly get ghosted whenever i try and get a date.” i rambled. i looked over at luke who was across the living room. he was slightly smirking as he listened to me.

“y/n, you’re 26. genuine question that’s gonna be real tmi. has a guy ever made you cum?” brandy asked. calum’s eyes widened at her question, but he wanted to know the answer too. everyone looked to me, waiting for my response.

“well i mean.. not exactly? when ever they’d get done they’d usually leave and i’d get myself off i guess.” i said, looking down. i picked at my nails, feeling slightly embarrassed. talking about this in front of my friends was a little embarrassing, but especially because luke kept watching me.

it’d be a lie if i said that i wasn’t attracted to luke. and it would also be a lie if i said i didn’t have a massive crush on him for the past few years. or maybe since we met. at sixteen.

“oh my god. are you serious?” michael questioned. i nodded my head, not wanting to look up at anyone. i bounced my leg, trying to calm myself down.

“okay y/n, let’s get you a drink. calm down those nerves, yeah?” crystal said, standing and grabbing my hand to get a drink. she pulled me to the kitchen, making sure we were alone.

“i’m not supposed to say anything, but i swear on my life, luke has been eyeing you this whole time. michael told me the other day that luke has been crushing on you for the longest time.” she spoke. my eyes almost fell out of my head from how wide they were.

“you’re serious?” i asked. she nodded her head. “dead serious.”

i glanced around the corner seeing that luke was still watching for me. my stomach did flips seeing him. i grabbed a drink from the fridge, popping it open and taking a large sip.

once crystal and i were back in the living room, luke’s eyes went back to being glued to me. “i’ll be right back guys, im gonna get changed.” i spoke up. everyone gave an ‘okay’ as i walked up the stairs. i went to luke’s room where i had left my overnight bag.

i closed the door before slipping out of my jeans and t-shirt. i unclasped my bra, letting it fall to the ground. i threw on my large shirt i used for pj’s, and slid on a pair of shorts. i headed back down the stairs, sitting back down on the couch. crystal handed me a drink, and i thanked her as i grabbed it.

we all sat there and talked for another few hours before everyone decided it was time to head home. i headed upstairs, grabbing my bag from luke’s room, and headed to his guest room.

“i’m gonna head to bed, goodnight luke!” i called from the door before closing it. i was too caught up in getting comfortable that i didn’t realize he hadn’t answered me.

i slid my shorts off, leaving me in my black panties and large t-shirt. i got on the bed, laying on my stomach. i scrolled through my phone, before stopping on a fan account of luke. i scrolled through the photos, squeezing my legs together.

“alright there?” luke’s voice scared me. i scrambled to sit up, covering my lower half with my t shirt. i clutched onto my phone, turning it off.

“oh don’t get all shy now, y/n. you’ve been showing yourself off, talking about nothing but your sex life all night. now i come in here seeing that you’re practically drooling over pictures of me.” he spoke, getting closer to me.

i swallowed hard, pushing my phone away from me. “i don’t know what you’re talking about, luke.” i played dumb. he laughed, shaking his head at me.

“don’t act like you’re all innocent there. if i hadn’t spoken up you would’ve started touching yourself. such a dirty slut.” he teased, crawling onto the bed, towering over me.

my breath hitched, and my thighs were dripping with my arousal. “i still don’t know what you mean.” i pushed. i don’t know where this confidence was coming from, but i could tell he was trying hard not to pin me down from my lies.

“you wanna be a brat? act like you don’t want me to fuck you? thats just fine darling. you can get yourself off alone, never getting what you wanted.” he spoke lowly. he was inches away from my face. i took a deep breathe, awaiting what he was going to do next.

he lowered his head to my neck, biting and licking at my skin. i let out a soft moan, making him smirk as he left marks on me. “i don’t want to hear another noise out of your mouth unless you’re gonna be a good girl.”

“i’ll be good, want to be good for you.” i whined. he smirked, lifting my shirt over my head. the smallest things he did made me wetter by the minute. i’d never felt this way with any other partner i’ve had.

he trailed his hands up and down my body, squeezing my thighs. he found his way to my clothed heat, running his fingers softly up and down. “so wet for me, yet i’ve hardly touched you. tell me what you want, sweetheart.” i gasped at his touch, moving my hips forward.

“anything, do anything to me, please, just touch me luke.” i begged. he chuckled at my need, slipping my panties down my legs and throwing them to the side. he kissed down my thighs, licking a stripe up my pussy.

i let out a groan, wanting more. my hands made their way to his curls, pulling slightly. he moaned at the feeling while his tongue attacked my clit. “fuck, luke, feels so good, never felt this good.” i breathed, my legs already shaking.

without warning, he slid a finger in, pumping in and out of me as he licked at me. i let out a loud moan, clenching around his finger. he slid another in, curling his fingers up.

“oh shit, luke! gotta cumbaby, please, luke, make me cum!” i begged, my thighs shaking harder. “cum for me good girl, wanna taste you.” he praised.

he continued curling his fingers, lapping away at my pussy. i pulled his hair, letting myself cum on his fingers. i squeezed my thighs, slightly trapping him as he kept going.

i arched my back, feeling overwhelmed with pleasure. “f-fuck! oh god, gonna cum again!” i cried. he moaned into my heat, sending me over the edge.

he pulled away once i calmed down, sucking my juices off his fingers. he brought his lips to mine, allowing me to taste myself on his tongue.

“did so good baby, now you can say you’ve cum having sex.” he teased. i blushed at his words. “i want more of you, lu, please.” i asked.

he threw his head back at the sight of me being spread out for him. he threw his shirt off and quickly slid his pants off. i watched as he grabbed hold of his cock, pumping it a few times.

“get on your hands and your knees, pretty girl.” he directed. i did as told, lifting my ass in the air. he slid his tip in, causing me to moan at the brief feeling. he pulled back before shoving his cock fully inside. i let out a yell as he steadied himself.

i buried my face into the pillows, screaming as he pounded into me. he grabbed my hair, pulling my face up. “don’t hide those pretty moans baby. want everyone to know who’s making you feel this fuckin good.” he said as he lifted me so his chest was pressed to my back.

my head fell back onto his shoulder, gasping as he hit my g spot. his hand traveled to my throat, squeezing tightly. my eyes rolled back as i let out strangled moans.

“luke! ugh, fuck! love your cock, never want anything else!” i cried, tears falling down my cheeks. he grunted as i kissed his neck.

“i’ve wanted you, fuck, for so long, y/n, never letting you go, you’re mine.” he growled, holding onto me as he fucked into me.

i clenched myself around him, moaning at how deep he was. he moaned at the feeling, smacking my ass from the side. “gonna make me cum if you keep doing that.” he groaned.

he pressed his hand against my stomach, feeling his cock deep inside me. “feel that baby? feel my cock bulging into your stomach?” he asked, keeping his rough pace. i nodded my head, gasping for air as he fucked me.

i clenched around him again, this time not being able to stop it. “lu, gonna cum again, wanna cum on your cock.” i yelped, feeling his cock twitch at my words.

“fuck baby, go on, cum for me.” he said, holding my hips as he continued to pound into me. a scream ripped from my throat as i came, my body convulsing as he held me close.

“gonna cum baby, where you want me to-” i cut him off before he could continue. “in me, need you in me, wanna feel your cum deep in my pussy. on birth control already.” i gasped.

“fuck, such a cum slut.” he said, releasing into my pussy. i felt the hot liquid fill me up, making me moan. luke pulled out of me, leading me down to the bed.

“just one second darling.” he spoke before leaving the room. he returned with a warm wash cloth, cleaning me up. my body was still shaking, and i could feel my heart pounding.

he returned to the bed, laying with me, pulling me close. “enjoy yourself, love?” he questioned. i nodded, whimpering.

“didn’t hurt you did i?” he asked, worried. i shook my head, looking up at him. “you’ve really wanted me for a while?” i asked, hoping he meant it. he nodded, squeezing me.

“i’ve loved you since we met. wanted you for the longest time. and now im never letting you go.”

i sighed with contentment, falling asleep in his grip.

#5 seconds of summer #luke hemmings #ashton irwin #calum hood #michael clifford #5sos #michael 5sos #ashton 5sos #calum 5sos #luke 5sos #5sos5 #luke hemmings imagines #luke hemmings smut

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rowsdelusions · 8 months

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Flatline (Luke Hemmings/reader)

Flatline (Luke Hemmings Imagines)

Title: Flatline

Rating: None

Pairing: Luke Hemmings/Reader

Word Count: 2116

Warning: Language

Summary: You're the guy's tour manager for their new tour

Author's Note: I am entirely grateful for all the love and support my last story got!! >_< It means the world to me that people like my stories! I hope this one is to your liking as well. I've got a few ideas for the other guys so don't worry!! I'm in the making of a few but wanted to ask if anyone is up for a series of imagines based off of their songs?! I did my Older one and this of course is Flatline, but just wanted to ask if people would like that?! Again, thank you so much for the support!!!

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“You guys are on in 5 minutes. So do any last minute touch ups and rituals; and if you need me for anything I’m always here you just have to get me.” I say smiling at the group of 4 men who I have grown to love over the short period of time I've been their tour manager. Their personalities and them as people just make it so easy to fall in love with them. Except for one; Luke. Anytime I would try to be close and nice to him like the rest of the boys I am not even given the cold shoulder I just get a blank stare or just a nod yes or no. It’s like he’s numb. If he had given me the cold shoulder I would at least know he just doesn’t like me, but I just get a blank stare.

I’ve asked the guys if I did something that offended him and why he didn’t like me, and they would just look at each other with the same look they are having right now when they see I’m waiting for a confirmation from Luke after I announced they had 5 minutes left and I got nothing back not eve a blank stare this time just nothing. He doesn’t look at me at all. Not looking up from putting his makeup away into his makeup bag even with the uncomfortable silence that wafted over the dressing room once everyone knew he wasn’t going to respond back.

It was like he was in an entirely different world that no one else was privy to except for him. But his face didn’t show the bliss that you get when you're daydreaming. It held nothing but concentration. Not knowing what had him so concentrated that made him look like he was about to explode into a million pieces, I walked over to him to see if there was anything I could do to help him. He might not like me, but I'm still his tour manager and bottom line I will do anything to make this tour more magical than the last even if talking to him has me on an edge of a cliff from nerves.

“Luke, is there anything I can do for you? You guys are on in a little less than 5 minutes.” I said to him softly, barely over a whisper looking at him with so much sincerity that a tour manager probably shouldn’t have for the lead singer of the band she is managing, but I couldn’t help it. Even with all the blank stares and nods. I couldn’t help but fall in love with him, going beyond the platonic love that I have for the other guys. He was just perfect with all his flaws, although I don’t think he has any he might be standoff-ish with me, but I can’t help but see how he interacts with the other guys, the crew, the fans during a show or in general, and his family when they come to some of the shows.

He always gives anyone he’s talking to his full attention sometimes looking like a puppy while doing so but it’s endearing. It shows he cares even if what you're talking about isn’t all that important. I can’t help that when he does his makeup how beautiful he looks and the look of being alive and doing what he loves while he's on stage makes me feel like I’m in the presence of an angel. Suddenly getting caught off guard from my thoughts by the man himself. When he abruptly stands up pushing the chair he was generally sitting on while cleaning up his makeup. I back up not out of fright but more out of shock looking around for a moment noticing all the guys are not in the room anymore.

The look of confusion crossed my faces wondering when they left, but before I could get too far in my wondering, Luke asked, “Are you going to be on the side of the stage for this show?” Even more confused, I answer in an unsure tone.” umm… I guess?” It sounded like more of a question than I intended. I tried to recover from it.” I was going to get the schedule for our next stop situated during this show so I wasn’t planning on it but if you want, I can just do it after the show.” Not even a second passed before he answered me,” Can you do it after the show? It will be easier if you were by the stage tonight.” I stare at him for a moment, questions in my head that I’ll never asks run through it before I ponder any longer on them though I see that he’s waiting for an answer looking almost nervous but I see on the wall clock that he has to be on stage in 2 minutes so leaving my questions in my head I answer him,” Yeah I'll be there on Cals side.” Without anything more said between us he leaves the dressing room leaving me with nothing but his presence and the questions in my head left unanswered.

By the time I composed myself in the dressing room and went to my designated spot on the side of the stage on Cal's side, the boys were already on their third song. When I got there, I was handed an earwig from one of the workers on tour so I can hear the tech crew and everyone else if there's a problem that needs to be fixed. Getting a weird look from the crew around me made me self-conscious, questioning why everyone was giving me that look on top of the questions I have from my discussion with Luke.

Putting all my focus back onto the show, I see that instead of Luke having his talking part first like usual it’s Michael who is doing his. Confused, I turned to the closest person on the crew besides me and asked,” Why is Michael doing his talking portion at this moment and why was I not informed by this?” The crewmate looked nervous when I asked, not knowing if it’s because there scared on losing their job or something else, I try to clarify more for them trying to ease their nervousness," I’m just asking because any new changes need to be made through me, you're not losing your job and I’m not mad I’m just wondering why this decision was made without at least talking to me.”

Seeing their nerves not lessening, but answering anyway in a rushed stutter manner,” The guys asked for this request and said not to tell you.” Turning towards them like they had a second head I see the crewmate walking briskly away stopping where a bunch of the other people apart from the crew where and talking heavily with them before they all stopped once they saw I was looking over them. Why is everyone being secretive about something and why did no one tell me about the last-minute change on the show.

I questioned myself, getting madder by the second once I saw that even more people were looking at me. Staring ahead after I get tired of the stares that are burning holes into my head every passing second, I try to focus on the show making sure it goes off without a hitch. Even though I see that each of the guys are going in a different order for their talking portions than what we’ve planned in the start of the tour, I see that after Michaels talking portion and a few songs, Ashton went next for his talking portion.

Why are they going in a different order than the one we picked even when there's a different order Luke always goes first so it’s easier on the guys and the crew to switch out guitars. Why did the guys not tell me about this or Luke when we were talking in the dressing room earlier. They clearly knew it was happening from what I’m seeing on stage and what the crewmate told me when I asked about it. Worrying even more, questions ran through my head that I was going to ask the boys once the shows were done. I didn't realize how much time went by with all of my worrying.

Until I heard Luke doing his talking portion missing all of Cal’s one, I tried to pay attention pushing the worry and questions till after the show. I hear Luke make a nervous laugh continuing the nervous streak while talking like he did with me earlier in the dressing room,” I know that you all have realized that we're doing things in a different order on this show and that is because… I have something special I'm going to do for this show.” he laughs at the end when he hears the fans screaming at the top of their lungs. “As I know how exciting this is. I need you guys to do me a favor. Can you do that?”

He questions the fans in an exciting tone, the nerves still blatantly present though how much he’s trying to hide it from the fans covering some of it up. I've spent enough time with these guys to see all of their tell-tell signs. Coming back from the fans screaming yes. Luke laughs again, "okay, good so for our last and final song I would like you all to please be courteous because I'm going to be bringing someone out for this song and I would love it if you all sing along with me.”

Drowning out all the exciting screams from the fans I grab the closest crewmate to me,” What is he talking about bringing someone on stage?” I asked hurriedly. When I don’t get an answer from them, I hear Luke start to talk again this time with an almost desperate tone that you wouldn’t have catched if you didn’t know him well.” Now can I please get are ever so brilliant tour manager on stage please.”

Looking confused I see Cal walking towards where I am on the side of the stage walking towards him in an almost run. When I reached him, I asked in a hurried manner,” What the hell is going on?” looking down at me he says in a calm tone,” Everything is going to be explained but you just have to trust me and go on stage please.” Looking into his eyes, seeing them have a pleading look, I slowly nod my head.

Walking with Cal on stage was the most nerve-wracking thing I’ve ever done. My admiration for the boys is growing. When we met Luke in the middle of the stage all the fans were screaming. Blocking them out I turned to Luke asking what I’ve been dying to ask him this whole evening. "What the hell are you doing and what the hell am I supposed to do up here?” Giving Luke my must baffled look and all I get in return is him saying, "Just please listen to the lyrics it will explain everything I promise and all you have to do is stand here looking beautiful.”

Before I can question him anymore, I see him giving a nod to the other boys, and next thing I know I’m hearing the strums of Cal's bass and Lukes's voice combining into their song Flatline. Hearing it before and loving it like any other song they release. I still don’t understand why I'm out here in front of 10,000 fans until Luke turns towards me walking, chest to chest singing the chorus of the song looking nowhere but my eyes, and all I can do is be hypnotized.

Not once looking away from him even when everything clicked into place. He likes me, that's why he has been acting the way he has. The man who made me hypnotized in every sense likes me, and I've never noticed. Without thinking I lean up to his face, wrapping both of my arms around his neck, my hands reaching into his beautiful blonde hair, curling my fingertips into the curly pieces I move his head down to my own. Looking into his eyes for permission but instead of him giving me one he grabs my hips and crashes his lips against mine. The kiss felt nothing like I’ve ever had before, like everything was aligned. Breaking apart when the fans' screams reached a new level, I looked into his eyes with the brightest smile on my face, “I fell the first day I met you.”

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AHHH, I hope y'all like this one because I do!!! and if you guys want to see the song series pleaseee let me know!!! thank you for the love and support!!!! >_<

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jayz4dayz4 · 10 days

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What's ur favorite song? 🤔

this is probably the worlds most impossible question to answer. these are strictly just a few off the top of my head consisting of all time favs & CURRENT favs meaning they might not be a fav once the hyperfixation wears off.

if we said goodbye - flatland cavalry

my kind of woman - mac demarco

making the bed - olivia rodrigo

you are in love - taylor swift

the night we met - lord huron

bags - clairo

the prophecy - taylor swift

sick of being young - krooked kings

lying through their teeth - krooked kings

wish we could be friends - krooked kings

bird scooter - krooked kings

slip away - luke hemmings

so american - olivia rodrigo

vienna - billy joel

roslyn - bon iver, st vincent

happiness is a butterfly - lana del rey

fade into you - mazzy star

risk - gracie abrams

love song - lana del rey

chemtrails over the country club - lana del rey

can’t fight this feeling - reo speedwagon

people watching - conan gray

maniac- conan gray

wish you were sober - conan gray

logical - olivia rodrigo

the grudge- olivia rodrigo

best years - 5sos

old me - 5sos

daylight - taylor swift

the lakes - taylor swift

labyrinth - taylor swift

my tears ricochet - taylor swift

this is me trying - taylor swift

this is not in any type of order, just me naming songs

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plushyluke · 2 years

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one thing about luke, he’s a pinterest girlblogger just like us

(my fav aesthetic)

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abbs-writes · 2 months

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Sex God | part 1 | Luke Hemmings 18 +

I haven't written fanfic in ages nor smut so here we go again! I hope yall enjoy my angsty smut lol but like lowkey there's no smut in this yet also I picture this as the like sounds good feels good / Youngblood era of Luke, whichever you prefer

Pairing: Luke Hemmings x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT ENTER sorta triggering, talk of sex, being afraid of sex, kissing, making out, lots of talk of sex tbh, slight mention or trauma, mentions of therapy, neck kisses, it's fluffy but also sad. Idk what else I missed so let me know

You hated the online dating scene. You hated the games, the back and forth and the people that just wanted sex. God, you hated it. You wished it was easy, you wished you were someone who could just have sex with someone and move on but you weren't. You'd never had sex before and you had so many negative thoughts about yourself and sex. It was difficult and made things so much harder for you. No one knew about your problems with yourself and the relationship with sex, except maybe your therapist. But it just wasn't something you talked about. Your therapist suggested you talk about it, share it with your best friend or someone you trusted but that just made you anxious.

How the fuck were you supposed to tell your best friend when he was literally someone people called a sex god. Yes. A sex god. It was a stupid nickname but one he earned apparently. He had sex whenever and wherever he wanted. He wasn't shy about it. He wasn't scared of it like you were. He was so confident in himself and his body and sex and it was something that made you jealous. You wished you were like him but with all the things that happened in your life... it just wasn't possible. At least not with a lot of work.

You invited your best friend, Luke, over. You know, the so called sex god. You asked him if he wanted to come over and watch a movie with you and he was down, like he always was. He was always down to hang out with you, he'd drop everything to hang out with you and you'd do the same. It was just the bond you two had. It was something strong that no one could come between.

There was a knock on your door, signaling Luke was here. You had spent the last hour working yourself help, trying to figure out how to have this conversation with him without freaking out or having a breakdown or weirding him out. You took a deep breath to steady yourself as you opened the door. Luke smiled, holding up a bag of premade popcorn. "I brought pop corn." He smiled. You couldn't help but smile, relaxing a tiny bit. "Thank god," you giggled, letting him come inside. He took off his shoes, doing his usual routine of taking shoes off, putting his leather jacket on the chair and walking straight to the couch where he sat down and put his bag of pop corn on the coffee table.

You walked over to him, sitting down next to him. You took the blanket off the edge of the couch, offering it to him for you two to share per usual. He smiled, laying the blanket over the two of you before you grabbed the remote. "So what movie are we watching?" Luke asked, looking at the tv. Fuck, you didn't think about what movie to actually watch, you usually already had it picked out. "Uh.. I was hoping you had picked one." You lied, looking at the tv and refusing to look at him. "Hey, this isn't how this works! If it's movie night at your place then you choose," Luke chuckled. "I know.. uh, sorry." You said softly, "what about Pretty Woman?" You asked. "Sure, I don't mind watching it for the 20th time," Luke joked.

Usually you'd play like you were offended but this time you didn't. You just stayed silent. Luke knew something was off the second he stepped foot into your home. He felt it but he didn't want to say anything, so he didn't. But now, he felt like he needed to. "What's wrong?" He asked softly, grabbing the remote from your hand gently. "And don't say nothing because I know you're lying." He said, chuckling gently. You pursed your lips slightly, trying to find the courage to speak, to just spit it out, to just be honest with him. But you were so embarrassed, so very embarrassed.

He sat the remote on the coffee table, sitting back and gently grabbing your hand. His way of silently reminding you he was right there, and willing to wait for you to speak. He did this, it was a routine for when either of you had something important to talk about. But for him, when he talked, he liked to lay his head in your lap, have you play with his hair as he spilled all of his dirty secrets and complaints and problems. You had never really told him what helped you talk... so he just held your hand, running his thumb over the back of your hand, a silent comfort.

In all honesty, you had never truly opened up to him about deep stuff. You kept everything surface level. You grew up practically being taught to never share the deep stuff, it was draining to others, making you a burden. But you were never a burden, it's just how you felt. So what now felt like a huge step, was becoming the biggest step anyone would ever have to take. It seemed impossible and made you want to curl into a ball, sink into the couch and fall into oblivion where no one would find you. But that just wasn't possible.

A couple minutes had passed of you two sitting in silence. You trying to steady your breathing to keep yourself from freaking out. "Hey..." Luke spoke softly, he gently reached up with his free hand. He placed his hand on your cheek, the first time he's ever done that. You looked at him with glossy eyes. "Whatever it is, I know it's serious. Okay? So just take your time.. I'm not going anywhere." He said gently, stroking his thumb over your cheek. You nodded in response, closing your eyes. You just needed to get it over with but where do you even start. What was the plan? What even was the point?

He pulled his hand away from your face making you miss his touch. But you didn't say anything. "I don't know- I don't- I don't know where to start." You explained, Luke just nodded in response. "Start anywhere, beginning, middle, end. I don't care, just start wherever." He said, squeezing your hand gently. You nodded once again, "I'm- I'm a virgin." You said. Luke just nodded, not respond immediately. You waited for his response though. "I know." He said softly. You nodded, "but it's not- it's not about that- god, this is so stupid," you sighed, pulling your hands away to wipe your face. "It's not stupid if it's effecting you." He said, grabbing your hands, both of them this time.

"I just- I'm scared, okay? I'm scared and my therapist told me to talk to someone I trust and I thought I could tell you but- but- now I feel stupid because I'm talking to someone who is constantly having sex- I mean not constantly having sex but like having it a lot and- and there's nothing wrong with that- I don't know." You rambled, nerves catching up to you, making you a shaky mess. Luke couldn't help but chuckle, "It's okay to be scared and I know you don't mean anything bad by saying I have a lot of sex. It's true, I have a lot of sex and I wish you would've come to me sooner so we could talk about it." He said, running his thumbs over the backs of your hands.

"I just- it's not even just the fear, it's the anxiety. The problems I have with my self image and my body and worry I squirm too much or I'm too loud or I'm too twitchy or I cum to fast. It's so much.. and it's scary." You explained. Luke gave your hands another squeeze. "For starters, you're beautiful. I've told you that before and I'll tell you a million times over. Secondly, no one cums too fast, I don't believe that's a thing. If anyone does they're crazy. I mean I'd think it's quite the honor if I was with a girl and she came fast." He said, chuckling softly. You couldn't help but blush, smiling a little bit.

"There's that pretty smile. And trust me, the last thing someone's probably thinking about during sex is you being too loud or squirmy. They're probably just thinking about how beautiful and how lucky they are to have a girl like you. I know I'd feel so lucky." Luke said. His words made you blush heavily, he was so sweet to you and sometimes you felt so undeserving. "Don't stress about it, okay? It's going to be okay." He said, leaning over and kissing your forehead.

You wish you could stop him, give him a look that said 'please kiss me' and he'd just understand. And he'd make all your fears melt away, turn you into putty in his hands and just make you feel so good but you just never thought it would happen. That was until he pulled back, but not fully. You looked into his eyes, you saw something but you couldn't place it. His eyes flicked from your lips back to your eyes. You felt the butterflies erupt in your stomach, felt your heart beating faster and faster. Was this the moment? Could it be the moment? Please let it be the moment.

The air was still between them, tension so thick. But she couldn't move, she didn't want to move. She wanted to stay this close to him, take him in, all his beauty, his scent, everything. He was heavenly. He was a god in more than one way in your mind. "Can I-" he spoke softly. You nodded before he even finished his sentence.

Then it happened, he closed the gap between the two of you. His lips meeting yours, as if they were made for each other. It was a soft, gentle kiss. You were clueless on what to do but you followed what he was doing. He only moved his lips slightly, he was being gentle, mindful of your inexperience. He pulled back all too soon. Making you miss his lips, his warmth, his touch. He looked at you as your eyes fluttered open. He was smiling, you didn't have to look at his lips to know that, you could see it in the crinkles by his eyes. The little glint he had in his eyes told you all and nothing at the same time.

"How was that?" He asked. Magical. Heavenly. Everything you dreamed of and more. But yet all you said was, "good." You responded. "Just good? Damn, I might have to take my sex god title back." He chuckled. You blushed heavily, looking down. "No, it was great. I just- I loved it. Is it wrong I loved it?" You asked. "I loved it too." He admitted. "And I want to do it again, but I don't want to overwhelm you." He said. "What if I said I wanted to do it again?" You asked, this time trying to be a little flirty. He smiled at that. "I wouldn't be opposed." He said.

He gently placed a hand on your cheek, pulling you in and kissing you once more. Still just as soft and as gentle before. Your hands sat awkwardly in your lap, you felt awkward but loved it. At least around him you didn't feel embarrassed to be awkward. It felt welcomed, he made you feel natural and never made fun of your awkwardness. He pulled back for a moment, "here, put your hands on my shoulders," he instructed. And with shaking hands, you placed them on his shoulders. He placed his hands on your waist, kissing you again. His lips leading the way, his hands staying in their spot not daring to move lower.

He took the lead, gently leading you to lay back against the couch which you did. You wrapped your arms around his neck, doing what felt natural. He moved one hand so he could hold himself up as the other stayed on your waist. "We can stop whenever." He said softly against your lips. You nodded in response before continuing to kiss him. You felt eager, inexperienced and excited. Your stomach doing flips and your heart beating like a hummingbirds.

He chuckled softly against your lips before pulling back. You almost whimpered at the loss of contact before his lips kissed your jawline. His lips moved down to your neck, making you gasp. You weren't prepared for that, for this. You wanted to be prepared for this, you wanted to be ready. You weren't ready. "Luke- Luke-" you said, voice shaking and nerves taking over once more. Luke stopped, pulling back to look up at you. "Too much?" He asked. You nodded, breathing heavily, "I'm not ready." You answered. "That's okay, we can stop." He said. He got up off of you. Sitting on the couch as you sat up. "Luke?" You asked softly. "Yeah?" He asked. "What are we?" You looked at him, worried about his answer. "I would prefer if you were my girlfriend, but whatever you want to be is okay with me." He said. You smiled softly, "I'd be honored to be the girlfriend of a sex god." You giggled. "I'm never gonna get away from that nickname, am I?" He laughed. "Never," you giggled. He shook his head before pulling you into his arms and holding you tightly.

#5sos smut #5 seconds of summer smut #luke hemmings smut #luke hemmings x reader #luke hemmings fanfic #luke hemmings fluff #luke hemmings imagine #luke hemmings x y/n #luke hemmings x you

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valentiyne · 9 months

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𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 ❀ 𝗅𝗎𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌

Luke Hemmings x Fem!Reader A/N: Although this and Rendezvous aren't necessarily connected, I suggest you read it first so you get a glimpse of Luke. Summary: You thought picking flowers would be a simple task, but not for everyone. Dedicated to: @bartxnhood <3 Warnings: Mild Cursing, Brief mention of infidelity Word Count: 1.8k Copyright © 2023 Valentiyne. All rights reserved. This original work is not allowed to be reposted on any platform in any format.

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The mud sloshed around my boots with every step I took, and the wooden basket in my hand was held with a tight grip. I mentally gagged at the sound of the ground beneath me before plopping down on one knee, pulling a pair of shears from my pocket, and snipping away at the newly blooming tulips.

The flower field a few minutes out of town was in full harvest around this time of year, and I always made an effort to pick a few before the tourists got a chance. It was my little secret, the perfect getaway to be completely alone.

Completely engrossed in the task, I tossed the flowers into the basket and the loose stems right behind me.

"Ow"

I snap my head around, using my shear as a defensive mechanism by holding it up in front of me cautiously.

Behind me stood a man, dressed in casual grey sweatpants and white tank top- both destroyed by the mud.

"You really think that can do some damage?"

"Jesus you scared me", I let out a breathless laugh and dropped the shears into the basket.

"At least you didn't get hit in the face with stems", He gives a light chuckle while looking down at me, offering me a hand. I gladly take it, hoisting myself up and dusting my hands on my pants.

"I'm Luke"

"Y/n"

We exchange a nod to each other before he lifts a hand up, scratching the back of his neck.

"Do you think I can borrow those?", Pointing down towards my basket, I look down to see my shears buried beneath the bed of flowers.

I slowly slip them out and hold them up to him, "Sure I was just about done, just gotta clean up"

He takes the shears from my hand and gives me a polite nod, turning back around and trudging to the next patch of flowers. I whip my head back around to crouch down and begin scooping up the stems into a neat pile. The owners of the plot of land were generous enough to make it open to the public, but profusely complained of the lack of aftercare- so I made an effort to always clean up after myself.

"Shit"

I turn back around to spot Luke, now sitting on his bottom with the shears dangling from his fingers as he examines the various colors of flowers.

"You doing okay over there?" I call out, cupping my hands around my mouth.

He gives a thumbs down, followed by a frown and I smile in return. Grasping ahold of my basket, I turn on my heel to start making my way towards him.

"There's so many to choose from", he breathlessly laughs. He points between the various colors of flowers before us both and I take a seat next to him, not paying any mind to the newfound mud stain on my pants.

"What's the occasion?"

"S'cuse me?", he raises an eyebrow and I motion towards the flowers again.

"Oh- they are kinda," He pauses for a moment, trying to find any way around it before ultimately settling on the bittersweet truth. "For an ex of mine", he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck and I nod in return. "It's not a big deal."

I wasn't sure if I wanted to ask, he seemed nonchalant about the whole thing but I could see behind his front. I could just nod my head and completely change the subject, but I couldn't help myself from slipping the words out of my mouth.

"You trudged through a mile worth of fresh mud and getting worked up over some flowers- it's gotta be deeper than that", I shrug as I slide over, picking the shears off his fingertips and taking his makeshift basket- a grocery bag. He doesn't respond, instead he just gives a faint shrug.

"If it's for someone you love, or loved, i would suggest pink or red", I call before me as I now stand, walking towards the colored flowers and crouch down to pick them accordingly. Luke watches me intensely, his eyes focusing on every small detail and movement of mine.

"I see", he now crouches next to me, taking a flower gently from my hand and picking the loose leaves off the stem.

His eyes dart between mine and his hands, copying my actions to utmost precision- careful to not ruin the delicate flowers.

"Do you want to talk about it?", I finally ask after a few minutes of working together in silence.

He stops moving for a moment, his fingers held onto a leaf as he eyes me without blinking. I stare back at him, examining his features and how his eyes seem to glow a hue of baby blue as bright as the sky above us.

"She was hooking up with my best friend behind my back- for a whole year might I add", he hisses quietly, clearing his throat as he continues to work and talk. "I caught her one night on her way over to his house, in the lingerie I bought... while encased in his hoodie."

I wasn't quite sure what to say. I didn't want to apologize but I also didn't want to reassure him, so I settled on a nod and an apologetic smile.

He turns to me slowly, noticing my awkward gaze before he sighs and drops the shears.

He opens his mouth to speak but I unintentionally cut him off, "I mean why the flowers? Someone like that doesn't deserve any kind of flowers."

"I know, I just... wanted to fix things between us", he rubs his eyes with both palms, dirt coating his sunburnt cheeks now.

"She was the love of my life- and I still can't believe it actually happened. I mean to think, it was right under my nose this whole time but I saw her as this beautiful innocent angel."

I put a hand on his shoulder, watching as he turns away just as a single tear falls down his cheek. He wipes it away just as quickly before blowing air from his mouth,

"I feel stupid, should've seen it sooner... I could've stopped it or-",

"Luke-"

"No, you don't get it, I could've been better-"

I try again, a little louder this time as I squeeze his shoulder, "Luke!"

"What?", He snaps his head towards me, his eyes bloodshot red and his nose just as stained.

I point toward him, causing him to raise his eyebrows in confusion.

"Don't move, there's a ladybug in your hair." I slip my phone from my pocket, snapping a quick picture of him dazzled and confused before flipping the screen around to show him.

He smiles for the first time today, his dimples on display proudly as he laughs quietly. He holds my phone in his hand, zooming in on the ladybug nested in his curls before handing it back to me. I lean over, gently pulling it from his hair, and we both watch as it spreads its wings to fly away quickly.

"That was cool", He brushes a hand through his hair before standing up, offering a hand to me once more. I save the photo to my camera roll and take his hand in mine, holding it for a moment before standing up. He leans over to grab his bag and my basket before trudging his way towards our cars. I followed close behind as best as I could, my shoes sinking further and further into the mud with every step. Luke notices the delay and stops walking, his back facing me as he crouches down to hover over the mud.

"Hop on", He says, turning his head to face me now.

"What? Are you crazy? I'll get mud all over your clothes", He shrugs nevertheless and I sigh, not wanting to put up a fight with the man. I hoist myself onto his back, my legs wrapped around his stomach and arms lazily swung over his shoulders. I rest my chin in the crook of his neck and smile to myself.

We don't say a word the rest of the way to the parking lot, the only noise being the sloshes from his now-ruined converse.

"That's mine," I point to my car parked on the left-hand side and he nods his head, bending down slowly to let me back on my feet.

"Thank you for the ride", I joke and nudge him with my shoulder as we walk towards my car.

"Who said I was doing it for free?", He puts a hand dramatically over his heart and shuts his eyes, "What would you like in return?", I smile up at him, leaning down to take my basket from his grip, noticing the splotches of mud now caked around his white tank top.

"Your number should suffice," He sticks his tongue between his teeth as he smiles and I roll my eyes sarcastically up at his towering figure.

"I suppose that's fair", I hand over my phone to him, letting him put in his information and text himself before he hands it back to me.

We say our goodbye, him awkwardly leaning down for a hug and me extending out a fist for a bump. We both burst into laughter and he pulls me into a bone-crushing hug before jogging his way to his car on the opposite side of the lot.

I sit in my car for a moment, looking over to see the basket of flowers sprawled out, practically overflowing. I turn the car on, adjusting my seatbelt across my chest before putting the car in reverse. As I slowly back out of the parking space, I see a flash of white pass by causing me to slam on my brakes and park my car. I look over to my window to see a breathless Luke at my side, clutching his chest as I slowly roll my window down.

"I-Hold on- I just ran across the whole lot", he takes a few deep breaths before swinging his arm around from behind his back to show a poorly made bouquet stuffed into a water bottle.

"You were right. These flowers need to be given to someone who actually deserves them", he gives a cheeky smile before handing me the bottle through the window, giving a brief thumbs up before turning on the balls of his feet and jogging back to his car.

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