KIWI | LASHTON

「 fourteen 」

the unreliable reality luke and ashton built through little moments of outrageous amount of adoration for their little creation to luke satisfying the pregnant man's every need during a few short weeks together was starting to dissipate. as the pregnant man's work load increased an immeasurable amount due to the annual quarter coming to it's end, the older man noticed the unwavering emotional state of ashton.

while luke prodded ashton a numerous times regarding breaks, the pregnant man was hardly persuaded, which increased the impending stress on the blonde. perhaps the sandy-blonde needed an alternate route, one so far off the maps that left ashton without a choice, so he found himself freshly showered and dressed his usually skin tight jeans and loose sweater. his wet curls were slicked into a messy bun atop of his head.

the man felt refreshed, but the crux of his determination was to transfer that unraveling emotion to ashton—currently cramped in a pile of stapled papers embodying his personal space and a laptop perched on his thighs. dressed in stained t-shirt that he stolen from luke and three day old sweats that bagged around his ankles when he deemed it necessary to leave the bed.

the sandy-blonde peered out around the bathroom, settling his sparkling crystal eyes on ashton. he inched into the doorway confidently, leaning against it and pursing his lips. captivated in all the brunette's glory, luke nearly let his master plan slip to the farthest stretches of his mind, trading it to spare the rest of the day watching the intense focus of the pregnant man.

he eyed the beautiful crease nestled between either of ashton's eyebrow that promised to be a permanent mark sooner or later, but he inferred it were to happen sooner with the rate the brunette was letting himself go at. granted those general things plagued everyone like the common cold, however, ashton let this prevail far to long.

deeming that the situation prolonged enough, luke stepped further into the room, and he cleared his throat, containing the pregnant man's partial attention. "i thought today maybe a good day to run a few errands," he suggested, pausing momentarily to let the pregnant man weigh the decision, but luke continued before the pregnant man rejected his offer, "to collect things for the baby. we haven't ordered much or shopped any stores."

ashton, unknowing to luke's plan, mauled the suggestion over. perhaps the manuscript submission better awaited his attention when he had a fresh mind so he did not hastily toss one aside on a rash decision. plus, the older man was quite right—especially since ashton decided to push it off as long as necessary. "i suppose collecting a few things and essentials wouldn't hurt," he hummed in agreement.

luke sighed satisfied, nodding his head to the pregnant man straighten up the piles of paper scattered on the bed. feeling quite accomplished, the older man entered the bathroom to run the shower while ashton placed his belongings away. the fact the unusually stubborn man agreed so quickly should of set a flag off inside luke's head, but he planned to enjoy the little victory.

the blonde stuck his hand beneath streaming water that released its steam to the ceiling, ensuring the water was not too scolding. drying off his hands, luke exited the bathroom, and he ensured ashton the shower was ready and he was in the living room if he desired anything. he thought it best to give ashton his privacy when it came to these things, even though they may have something between them they yet to established and label it.

the sandy-blonde man decided to improvise with social media while the brunette properly showered and dressed. finding himself responding to a few fans, glimpsing a few critiques of the latest photo shoot he took part in, and checking up a couple of friends, he found the time lapsed rather quickly as ashton stepped forward into the living.