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"What the hell did Walmart need you for at 9pm?"🍁☕️

"What the hell did Walmart need you for at 9pm?"🍁☕️

Requested by @nottapossum !!
Cg! Luke Little! Jess

Plot: Jess is acting weird so Luke talks to him but he slips

Timeline: season three (shortly after Luke finds out about Jess's job at Walmart)

POV: third person

Triggers: slight swearing (very light), mention of m*trubation (slang), impure age regression, brief mention of a dr*g

Key:
"Talking"

Narration

Other: I will add a tone tag for sarcasm (/sarc)

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"...Coffee? Please?"
Lorelei batted her long eyelashes.
Luke stared at her for a solid two seconds.
"Absolutely not. You've had, what? Four cups?"
Lorelei stared at him.
"Pretty please? With sugar on top?"
She leaned over.
Luke sighed.
"Don't blame me when all that coffee catches up to you and your heart fails."
Lorelei smiled.
"At least I'll die knowing that the last thing I drank was coffee.."
Luke poured her coffee into a cup to go and shoo'd her out.
The bell rang out as she walked out.
Luke smiled to himself and grabbed a rag to wipe down the counter with.
Technically, he had closed an hour ago, but he let Lorelei in anyway.
He grabbed her empty coffee mugs, her red lipstick staining the blue mugs.
He plopped them in the sink with a bang, and went back to wiping down the counter.
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The bell on the door rang out as Jess stormed in. Jess didn't bother greeting Luke, choosing to just run upstairs. Luke hollered out.
"Jess! What the hell did Walmart need you for at 9pm?"
Jess ignored Luke. He could care less. A bunch of people at the Walmart he worked at called in sick, so he stayed for the extra pay.
Their loss, anyway. He had a lot of money he could spend on gas for his car - or better yet - Rory.
Or he could just blow it on some cheap beer.
Either or.
Anyway, he was tired.
He jumped onto his bed, grabbing a book.
Suddenly, a few other books fell out of his shelf with a crash.
He went to go pick them up, but stopped suddenly upon seeing the actual books.
He had borrowed these books specifically without Rory knowing.
He didn't want her to know.
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A couple weeks ago, he and Rory were hanging out, and he noticed a book and asked if he could borrow it. Rory smiled and agreed, but then briefly left the room to use the bathroom. Jess went over to the book shelf, grabbing the book, but knocking another to the ground.
The book had helpfully fallen to the ground with a clunk.
He looked around and then bent over.
He grabbed the book when he noticed a cardboard book labeled "Rory's littlegear".
He knew it was wrong to snoop around.
But he was curious.
He delicately open the cardboard box, excepting to find dirty magazines at best, a box full of sexy pictures of dean at worst, but instead...
He found pacifiers, stuffed animals, kids books and blankets.
But there were also some thick looking books inside.
He grabbed them.
Actually, thinking back on the memory, he has no idea how Rory was in the bathroom that long...
The books were about age regression, age dreaming, how to regress, what age regression was, books on pet regression, little journals and thick coloring books. He grabbed a few books he knew she wouldn't miss , shoved them in his bag, and waited for Rory to return.
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The worst part about that wasn't the fact that Rory didn't tell him anything about her regression.
Actually, he didn't blame her. It was probably hard to tell people about her regression.
The worst part was realizing that he had been regressing for years.
Before he was at Luke's, he involuntarily regressed a lot.
His mom was usually off with some dysfunctional rando, and it's not like she would pay attention to him anyway.
His mom never bothered to throw anything out, so the house was filled to the brim of random stuff.
He usually just flipped to the kids channel on the TV (if it worked) or he colored while cuddling in a blanket.
And then he would regress.
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He couldn't tell Luke.
One, because it was embarrassing.
Two, because Luke was soo sunshine and rainbows...(/sarc)
He hadn't regressed in a while. As in, months.
Which, according to the books, he technically stole from Rory, was repressing.
And repressing was bad.
He looked around.
Maybe he could regress, just for a little bit?
He knew Luke would be down there for a while, so he had time.
And anyways, he would probably fall asleep and just wake up big.
Problem solved.
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Luke sighed contently, the counter and tables all sparkling clean. Caesar usually cleaned them, but Lorelei thought it would be fun to turn doughnut hockey into doughnut soccer, baseball, cricket, basketball, and somehow, tennis. She acted like a child sometimes, but he found it cute.
He turned the lights off in the diner, and started to head upstairs.
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Jess was coloring underneath the covers. He was careful not to get any marker on the bed.
He wished he had his stuffed animals.
His mind wandered to his mother.
He started to cry.

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Luke could hear some muffled noises coming from the apartment.
Luke thought about what the source could be.
Oh god.
A 16 year old boy, at night alone in his room...
Jesus.
He could be jacking off right now...
Luke silently debated to himself, before opening the door.
Whatever.
At least if Jess was doing crack or something, he would know.

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Jess could hear the door creak open.
Shoot.
He wished he could stay under the blankets with his coloring book and stuffed animal.
Maybe he could just pretend to sleep?
Suddenly Luke yanked the covers back

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Luke didn't care what Jess was doing.
He yanked the comforter back.
And then Luke stared him.
He had a few coloring books and markers, and small stuffed animal.
Jess stared at Luke before throwing the covers back over his head.
Luke sat on the bed.
"So..."
Jess didn't respond
"You want to talk about this, or...?"
Luke scratched the back of his neck.
"No."
Luke sighed.
"Listen, I'm here for you..okay?"
He patted what he hoped was Jess's head and went to bed
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A / N:
Kinda rushed, but I'm still proud of it! I think I'll do some Gilmore girls headcannons after this.