Syndicate ⇝ Luke Hemmings ✓

syndicate Ⅱ : chapter ten

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Luke lay in bed, his tummy starting to swell as he felt across the three and a half month bump. He could see his skin stretching and he knew he'd have stretch marks after the birth but he didn't care because he'd have his baby. Then Luke felt Reece reach out his hand and skim across Luke's tummy, making Luke smile and touch his arm, keeping Reece's hand on his stomach.

Luke turned his head to Reece who still had his eyes closed, Luke leant forward and kissed his forehead. "You're old now," Luke whispered.

Reece whined, wrapping his arm fully around Luke's waist and tugging him even closer, "shush baby, too early."

Luke giggled, "it's eleven," he said but let Reece fall back asleep. Luke stared at his husband as he slept, knowing it was Reece's birthday today and the man was twenty-seven now. Luke pressed another kiss to his head before sliding out of bed. He pulled on Reece's shirt and some sweatpants before heading downstairs. He went through the cupboards and decided that Reece deserved a cake, he doubted Reece had had a birthday cake in a very long time and well Reece had a family now and he deserved to celebrate it happily.

Reece woke up half an hour later, feeling the empty part of the bed beside him. He stared at Luke's empty pillow and pouted to himself. Reece sat up, before standing up on his bed, looking over the balcony to see Luke decorating a cake--Reece hadn't had a birthday cake since he was thirteen.

Reece went down the stairs, still in his boxers and going to Luke, seeing him placing the icing on the cake. Reece wrapped his arms around Luke's waist, pulling him as close as possible, their lower halves meeting. Reece kissed Luke's neck, "good morning," he whispered.

Luke smiled, finishing the icing and turning around to Reece, putting his arms around his neck. "Happy birthday."

Reece smiled, "thank you, you made a cake?"

Luke hummed, "you deserved one. Oh, I have a present for you, let me go get it."

Luke ran up the stairs, Reece going to the cake and smiling, Luke had made him a cake, how freaking cute. Luke came back downstairs, handing Reece a wrapped box, and another wrapped present. "Two?" Reece questioned.

"Yes." Luke smiled, "open them already."

Reece sat on the counter, opening up the box, pulling out an alarm clock. "A clock?"

Luke giggled, "because you seem to be late to just about everything according to Char." He said, putting his hand on Reece's thigh.

Reece smiled softly before sighing, "I wasn't allowed to go to the funeral."

Luke took Reece's hand in his own, "I'm so sorry." He said, "where was she buried?"

"In Melbourne, we were raised there mostly, she said she wanted to be buried there," Reece said, rubbing Luke's hand.

"We can take a trip down one day and you can say your goodbye." Luke suggested, "does that sound good?"

Reece smiled, putting the presents down and pulling Luke close. He kissed him softly. "This is why I married you." He whispered, sighing as he rested their foreheads against each other.

"And one day I want a proper wedding with you, invite some friends and family." Luke said, "our baby as the flower girl or paper boy, I want that so bad."

Reece smiled, "that'd be amazing."

They kissed before Reece pulled away and picked up the other present. He unwrapped it and as soon as he saw it, he felt his heart get heavy. "Oh god." Reece breathed, dropping the wrapping paper and looking at the photo frame, the picture inside of himself, Luke and Char at the charity fundraiser back in London.