Luke Hemmings imagines

Cuddles

You were lying on the bed in yours and Luke's room, absentmindedly flipping through a magazine when you heard the front door unlock, open and close. What you didn't hear was Luke, he always made sure you were home as soon as he stepped inside the house, you knew it was him, you could see his car through the window of your bedroom. You put down the magazine on the bed and walked out of the room.
As you walked down the stairs to see what's going on you saw him, sitting in front of the front door with his back leaning on it, hood up and covering his face with his hands.
"Luke? What's wrong?" you gently asked as you approached him.
"Bad day.." he mumbled and you immediately knew what to do.
You stood in front of him and told him to look at you, which he eventually did. He looked exhausted and he almost looked as if he was on the verge of tears. You didn't say anything, you just held your hand out for him to grab and then you pulled him up to his feet.
"C'mon, let's go to bed" you said and smiled at him, he looked at you, nodded his head and smiled gratefully.
You both went upstairs and into your bedroom where you had previously been relaxing by yourself. You threw the magazine away and crawled into the king sized bed and put some of the pillows up against the headboard for you to lean on.
You then motioned for Luke to join you, he kicked of his black shoes and climbed into bed and laid his head on your chest, nuzzling his nose in your neck and inhaled your scent deeply as he clung to your side. You wrapped one arm around him and with your free one you reached to play with his blonde locks and scratched his scalp and let out a little grunt.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" you asked as you continued to play with his hair.
"I messed up everything I did today, we had to re-record so many times because I messed my solos up, I was supposed to get us all coffee and I spilled everything out and from there I just knew that everything would go badly, and who knew, I was right." he sighed.
"You can't do everything right at all times, no one can. And I'm absolutely sure that you will make it up tomorrow by being the oh so amazing Luke we all know." you smiled down at him.
"How could you possibly know that (y/n)?" he said, playing with a loose thread on your shirt.
"I feel it in my gut, and you should trust my gut."
You felt vibrations from his chuckle on your chest and smiled at the feeling, and that he was in a better mood than he was when he got home.
"I love you (y/n)." you heard him sleepily say after a few quiet minutes.
"I love you more."
"I love you most." you laughed at the 'Tangled' reference and closed your eyes when you heard him snore lightly.
"God how I love this boy" you thought before you drifted off to sleep.

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