"Laurence, love!" Luke called from the basement of their house, his drumming momentarily stopped. Laurence smiled to himself at the sound of Lukes voice.
"Yeah, hun, what is it? I'm in the middle of cooking dinner!" Laurence called back whilst flipping a white and blue tea towel over his shoulder, dampening his black shirt. He tutted and inspected the wet area; he jumped slightly and gasped when he felt a hand around his waist, but then he giggled to himself and leaned into Lukes shoulder, inhaling his cologne.
"Whats for dinner, love?" Luke mumbled into Laurence's hair, planting a soft kiss which made him smile.
"Spaghetti!" Laurence said, taking hold of Lukes hand and removing his face from his jacket.
"Did you-" Luke started.
"Yes, hun, I chopped red peppers into it!" Laurence interjected with a chuckle, which to be quite frank, Luke found adorable. Laurence led him to their couch and switched on the tv whilst the pasta cooled slightly, as they didnt like hot pasta; it didnt taste the same, in their opinions.
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Authors Note- haiiii! This is my first FuhVuhKuh fanfic...A lot of this will be made up information cx
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