Note: Shouts out to my little bro (he's seven) for giving me the strength to write this chapter by feeding me salt & vinegar chips while I furiously type this on my phone. Love ya, bebs.
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Time: 7:43 pm.
Setting: Luke's Room. Room 343.
Aleisha: (over the phone, sing song) My baby boy is growing up so fast!
Luke: I swear to fucking God, I will poison your coffee.
Aleisha: I see aging hasn't helped with your maturity.
Luke: I hate you.
Aleisha: (hums absentmindedly) Any plans? Party?
Luke: I told Ashton that I'd set his Fall Out Boy collection on fire if he threw one.
Aleisha: He has a Fall Out Boy collection? (clicks tongue, disbelieving) Huh. Guess he really is straight.
Luke: I'm starting to contemplate why I even talk to you, at all.
Aleisha: I'm the only one who can put up with your bitch fits while simultaneously not being attracted to your dick.
Luke: (whiny) You're worse than Alex.
Aleisha: Has he come by to wish you happy birthday?
Luke: I told him that I'd set his Sleeping with Sirens posters if he tried to bother me from my whole-day slumber. (irritated) Which you happen to be interrupting, Ms. McDonald.
Aleisha: Arson is a sign of psychopathic tendencies. (Luke scoffs) Let me guess. You're letting Ashton spend the day with you, though.
Luke: (blushes, coughs) I gotta go. (Aleisha cackles on the other end, hangs up)
Ashton: (walking in with a chocolate cake in his hands, 21 candles lit, sings softly) Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you.
Luke: (astonished) You didn't have to-
Ashton: (giggles, holds cake out) Make a wish, darling. (Luke smiles and blows out the candle, Ashton grins) Yay! What did you wish for?
Luke: (cheeky) A kiss from a handsome boy.
Ashton: (teasing) I'll call Michael. (laughs when Luke rolls his eyes, sets cake down on dining room table)
Luke: I'll go get the knife. (Ashton stops him by pulling on Luke's wrist, turns back, confused) Yeah?
Ashton: (blushes, stands on his tiptoes and places a light kiss on Luke's lips, pulls away quickly, shaking slightly) Happy birthday.
Luke: (slightly worried but still smiling, hugs Ashton) You didn't have to, koala.
Ashton: (worried) That bad?
Luke: (reassuringly) It was wonderful, koala. But, you're shaking.
Ashton: (nods his head, looks up at Luke) But I wanted to. I want to show you how much I want this to actually work. I want to be with you, Lukey.
Luke: (nods, smiles) I know that. Thank you, Ashton. For everything. I love you. (leans down to kiss Ashton but Ashton flinches slightly, doesn't let it bother him and kisses Ashton's cheek instead) One day, yeah?
Ashton: (relieved smile, nods) One day, Lukey.
Note: I'm shooting myself cuz feels. Hey, look. I just did a triple update. Yay!
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