Lander Oneshots <3

Popular Tendencies🙇‍♂️

Genre: Fluff💗 & Small Angst💔(?)

Luke's POV🍂:
Walking through the packed hallways, the students chatting, laughing and gossiping flood echos of noise everywhere. In all honesty, the cluster of different people is quite irritating, especially when some of them purposely bump into you. I release a quiet sigh, attempting to keep my eyelids from shutting. I didn't get the best sleep last night as I texted Zander goodnight and ended up scrolling through our old messages, realising it was 4am when I reached most recent. Suddenly, I spot a row of pure yellow spread out in front of me, noticing the lockers. I groggily trudge to mine and enter the code, swinging it open while shoving my books into it. In my tired trance, I don't hear all the commotion erupting behind me. Once the bell rings, I snap back to reality and flinch when the squeals pierce my ears. I almost bang my head on my locker, Great, another crowd. I spin around on my heels, plastering on a fake, exasperated smile for all the fangirls (and boys). Knowing they're only here to swoon over me, I awkwardly lean on my locker, waiting for the scene to soften down. My eyes dart about, searching for a distraction. Half because I really need to get to class and half I'm really not up to dealing with swarms of people today. Eventually, my gaze lands on a certain periwinkle eyed male tapping his foot on the ground impatiently: Zander. I sense my face light up, but quickly fall when I read his expression. His arms are crossed, resulting in his body language being stiff. But the thing that makes his emotions most obvious is his narrowed eyes, it's almost as if there's a shadow casted over his face. I smile and chuckle to myself, before waving to him, my hand just reaching over the sea of heads. "Hey Zan!" I gently push through the crowd, squeezing in a small apology to each one I knock. Confused and curious murmurs spread from person to person, wondering who this special boy is who managed to gain my recognition. Zander's mood switches at the attention, an embarrassed crimson blush coating his cheeks. I grab his hand when I reach him, placing a kiss on his cheek. From that movement, multiple disappointed groans and shocked whispers can be heard from behind as the previously swooning fans separate and enter their respective classes. I sigh in relief, intertwining mine and Zander's hands automatically. He gives me a flustered glare in response, "Did you have to draw attention to me?" I shrug, beginning to walk beside him to one of our shared classes. "Can't I show off my dream boyfriend?" He rolls his eyes, "You know I hate PDA." I smirk as a memory resurfaces in my mind, "It didn't seem like it when we went to the mall with the club that one time." His eyes widen, along with his face reacting as well, heating up even more than before. "I-I..." He stutters, taking a deep breath to actually spit the words out. "You can't use that against me, we just got together then! Besides, it was always you who initiated the contact." I chuckle, "Can you blame me? I just began dating my crush of countless years! I'm sure you felt the same way." He doesn't make eye contact with me, looking down at the ground. I decide to take that as a 'yes', smiling and ruffling his hair a bit with my free hand. I get an annoyed scoff out of him, which is enough for me. My smile fades as I feel his hand slip out of mine, moving to grasp my wrist. I raise an eyebrow, genuinely bewildered. "Zan? What are you-" I get interrupted when he drags me into a classroom, making me blurt out a random surprised noise. He nudges me into a seat, pulling out his own chair and slumping down next to me. I take in my surroundings and realise we're in our next class, though it's just us and a few others. I prop my head on my hand, facing him. "Sweetie, I'm sorry-" He puts his finger to my lips, "Not another word." I grab his hand and move it from my mouth, accepting his need for silence in his flushed state. I hold his hand like before, keeping it under the desk. He doesn't budge my hand off, so I know that's a sign I can at least show affection without talking. I shuffle my chair closer to him so our shoulders are touching, I prefer it that way. Since the teacher is yet to arrive, he rests his head on my shoulder, our intertwined hands lying in my lap. I smile contently, swinging my legs back and forth like an excited child.

A/N: Short but sweet <3 Luke randomly being excited by Zander showing affection is definitely canon.

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