54. ~ Tilt

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Time: 8:10 am.
Setting: Luke's Room. Room 343.

Ashton: (wakes up in Luke's bed, blinks, looks around) Lukey? (scratches eye, yawns, drops back into the bed, louder) Lukey?!

Luke: (walks in, no shirt, sarcastic) I'm here, I'm here, your Highness.

Ashton: (peeks at him from behind a pillow, stares at Luke's bare chest before clearing his throat) Hi.

Luke: (smiles, sits on bed) Hello, koala.

Ashton: (quiet, takes in a deep breath) Luke, I'm sorry for las-

Luke: (cuts him off) There's not need to be sorry.

Ashton: (sits up) But I shouldn't have come! I ruined y-your...your date! With Alex! (covers face with pillow, muffled) I'm horrible!

Luke: (gentle, pulls pillow away) No. You're not. You were in a bad place. (scoots closer) You were upset. I was there. (soft smile) No need to be sorry, aye? (pauses) Besides, it wasn't a date. Alex and I are just friends.

Ashton: (sniffles) I'm still sorry.

Luke: Oh, koala. C'mere. (holds arms open, Ashton stumbles into them and hugs him, quiet crying) It's fine. It'll be fine. I've got you. (Ashton shivers) You cold?

Ashton: (sheepish) A little.

Luke: (pulls away, pats his hair) Lemme get you something, yeah? (rummages through his closet, comes out with a long-sleeved plaid shirt, holds it up) This is all I got, really.

Ashton: (lights up, makes grabby hands) Me want.

Luke: (laughs) Say please.

Ashton: (on his knees, pouts, eyes big, unknowingly sexy) Please, Lukey.

Luke: (breathe hitches, coughs) Take it, weirdo. (throws it at him, Ashton catches it, grinning) All this fussing over a shirt.

Ashton: (bright) Not just any shirt. YOUR shirt!

Luke: (raises eyebrow) What makes my shirts any better?

Ashton: (softly, smiling) They make me feel safe. Like my sweaters.

QOTD: How is Luke and Ashton's relationship progressing? What is the extent of Luke's feelings for him?

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