drunk// lashton au

i.

"luke? where the hell are you?" ashton shouts through his house. luke spent the night last night and ended up sleeping in ashton's room with him so he could make sure he didn't drown in his own vomit.

"lu-"

"what do you want? i'm in the kitchen and can you please shut your whore mouth for once? i have a splitting headache and you're not making it any better." luke shouts back while running his hands through his already messy hair. he didn't bother to fix it up when he woke up. he was hungover and he didn't even remember stumbling up to ashton's front door in the middle of the night. but he was used to waking up confused in ashton's arms. luke knew that if he had gone home last night his parents would kill him. they didn't even know he stayed up all night at parties drinking his sorrows away. they didn't know what he did after midnight and it was best if it stayed that way.

ashton walked into the kitchen and let out a sigh of relief.

"goddammit luke, you can't do that to me."

"do what? i just left your bedroom to make coffee...oh and by the way, can you help me with that?"

"yeah in a minute- ugh, stop trying to change the subject! you know how worried i get," ashton groans, pushing luke slightly and taking the can of coffee grounds from his hands.

"ashton, you don't have to worry about me," luke rolls his eyes, "I'm 21. i know what i'm doing."

"says the college dropout who lives with his parents and doesn't even know how to make coffee," ashton mumbles, scooping the coffee grounds into the machine.

"hey! don't make fun of me! at least i have a job and a girlfriend. you don't have either."

maybe because i'm rich as fuck and gay, ashton thinks. he doesn't say anything.

"how do you even pay for your house?" luke asks and ashton's cheeks get red. luke didn't know that after ashton's dad left his family he sent him tons of savings bonds for every birthday instead of actual presents. not that he was complaining. he cashed them in a few years ago and he had over $10,000 to help him pay rent for his two story townhouse. ashton didn't tell luke because he had already told him how much of an ass his dad was. he didn't want luke to think that his dad was a good guy when he definitely wasn't.

"i'm in between jobs so i still have some money saved up from my other one," he explains. luke nods and gets a coffee mug out of the cupboard. ashton finishes up the coffee and it brews quickly.

"thank you," luke says, bumping ashton's shoulder to push him out of the way.

ashton studies luke as he fills up his coffee mug. the concentrated look on his face and his perfectly straight teeth chewing on his bottom lip. ashton loves how he's let stubble grow out on his chin and how he's been wearing his hair flat instead of quiffed lately. he looks older, mature even.

ashton likes how luke is comfortable enough to wear just boxers around him. his confidence level has increased in the past year, since everyone seems to want to hop in bed with him. ashton thinks the maturity suits him, and maybe even makes him more attractive than he was before.

even though luke's appearance is mature, ashton knows better than to think his mindset is. on the inside luke is the most immature person he knows.

"take a picture, it'll last longer," luke says, a smug look on his face. ashton shuffles his feet and looks away from his best friend.

"what are you talking about?" ashton murmurs, avoiding eye contact at all costs. luke chuckles and ashton's face is tinted pink.

"you were staring at me."
"only because you look like hell," ashton scoffs.

"yeah, hot as hell," luke says cockily, making ashton give up. he heads to his bedroom to go put some clothes on.

he throws on some ripped black skinny jeans and an oversized knit sweater.

he walks back into the kitchen after playing with his hair a bit only to end up with it even messier than before. the kitchen is vacant when he enters and he can practically feel how loud the t.v. is in the living room.

"luke!" ashton yells as he walks to where the boy is sprawled out on the couch. "turn that goddamn t.v. down! for fuck's sake." luke rolls his eyes and turns the volume down. an episode of how i met your mother is playing on the t.v. luke has seen every single episode but he insists that he must watch it every time it comes on t.v.

ashton moves to sit on the couch but luke's legs stretch out and occupy the spot where he planned to sit.

"luuuke," ashton whines, drawing out the 'u' in the boy's name.

"mmm... you sound sexy when you whine my name like that," luke says with a smirk and a low chuckle.

ashton's face flushes red.

"shut up and move your legs, asshole," ashton warns.

"what are you gonna do if i don't?" luke asks with a smug look.

"is that a challenge?"
"yep."
"challenge accepted," ashton says, jumping onto the long-legged blonde boy, putting all of his weight onto him.

"wrong move, honey," luke smirks and flips ashton onto his back so he is straddling him. ashton's eyes widen when luke starts to move his hips against his own. he moans at the sight of luke biting down on his pierced lip and the friction between his hips. luke's lips attach onto ashton's neck as his hands move through his golden hair. ashton let's out a shaky breath when the boy bites roughly on his sensitive skin.

"l-luke-"

luke cuts ashton off with his lips, their tongues colliding in an instant. luke's action causes ashton to let out a muffled moan.

ashton finally relaxes and runs his hands under luke's shirt, kissing him deeper. luke's hands travel down to ashton's belt and he starts to undo it, keeping their lips intertwined.

ashton rips off luke's shirt and stares at the blonde in awe until he reconnects their mouths recklessly.

luke is taken back by the honey haired boy's needy actions and he lifts him up, wrapping the older boys legs around his waist and moving them to ashton's bedroom.

he stands at the foot of the bed, stripping down to his boxers before throwing ashton down onto the covers and climbing on top of him. he puts his knees on either side of ashton's chest and runs his fingertips from his jaw down to his chest, causing the hazel eyed boy to shiver and release a quiet whine.

the blonde smirks when he realizes the control he holds over the older boy's body. he moves down and removes ashton's pants while ashton takes off his shirt and lies back down. luke throws his clothes on the floor.

luke uses one hand to pin ashton's wrists above his head, using his other hand to brush his fingertips along the hem of ashton's boxers. the honey haired boy squirmed, but luke was much stronger and kept ashton pinned.

luke hovers over the smaller boy's body and presses his lips to his collar bone and gives it a small love bite, causing ashton to wiggle around.

luke moves farther down and kisses along ashton's perfect v-line, hooking his first two fingers in his waistband and pulling them down a bit to grant him more access.

"l-lukey, s-stop teasing." ashton mumbles. he shakes violently when a parade of icy chills inch down his spine.

"but babe, where's the fun in doing what you're told?" luke snickers as he whispers those 10 words in ashton's ear, purposefully brushing his lips against the sensitive skin on his neck. ashton turns his head and looks luke in the eyes. luke saw the need in his hazel eyes that seemed to be staring into his soul.

so luke did what anyone who was in his position would do.

he woke up.
alone.
on ashton's couch.
with a hangover and a hard on and he couldn't do anything but roll over and scream into the pillow.