If You Don't Know || Lashton ✓

eight

"I think I just orgasmed."

"Again?" Ashton asked and Luke rolled his eyes. They had finished eating and we're now on their way to Ashton's apartment. Luke couldn't stop talking about the hamburger. He was practically in love.

Luke blushed looking over at Ashton but looked away again. Ashton thought it was adorable.

"You're so cute. You know that?" Ashton asked.

"Not really. That would be a vain thought."

Ashton relatively felt bad for the boy. He grew up not being able to truly feel emotion and it would be frowned upon to feel good about himself, to feel confident.

"Are you serious? Did they never tell you to be happy?" Ashton asked.

They reached his apartment building and Ashton started taking him up the flight of stairs to get to his room.

"No. That wouldn't be logical," Luke said.

"Yes it would. They can't have smart people if they don't care about their mental health first," Ashton said and Luke shrugged his shoulders.

"If we don't have emotion, how can we feel bad about ourselves? Everything has always been neutral," Luke explained making Ashton frown.

They walked down the hallway silently. Ashton was still upset about Luke not truly feeling love and actually loving himself in the way he should. They finally arrived to Ashton's apartment and the shorter one of the two opened the door, allowing Luke to walk in first.

Luke looked around the apartment subtly. He had dropped off his stuff here earlier but hadn't really had the time to look around. He liked the way Ashton had a mess on the table from his art supplies and he also liked the way Ashton had a wall that was completely splattered with paint. He liked Ashton's apartment.

He felt as if he had actually stepped into a home and not a living containment area.

"You seem so intrigued," Ashton said, sitting down on the couch. Luke followed behind him and sat down as well.

"I like your apartment," Luke admitted.

"Did I just hear a Knowing admit to having feelings?" Ashton gasped. Luke rolled his eyes at this. He was allowed to have some sort of feelings, just not mention them as often.

"That's like saying a Loving can't be educated, asshole," Luke grumbled.

"And did I just hear a Knowing say a cuss word? My life is complete."

"You should shut up."

"What if I don't want to?"

"You should."

"Make me."

Luke crawled over to Ashton's side of the couch and slowly crawled on top of the boy. His legs were on both sides of the boy's body.

"Maybe I will," Luke said.

Ashton pulled Luke down by the back of his neck and pressed his lips to the boys softly. Well the kiss went softly at first. Luke pulled at Ashton's bottom lip with his teeth and Ashton moaned into Luke's mouth. His lips parted and Luke's tongue entered his mouth. They fought for dominance but Ashton eventually left Luke's tongue roam his mouth. The kiss was slow and sensual but rough and comfortable. Luke liked being with Ashton. He knew that much.

Ashton's hands moved down Luke's back and moved in front of the boy so that they were resting on his stomach. Ashton dug his nails slightly into the skin and Luke moaned loudly. He loved the feeling.

"Hey Ash-oh my fucking god!"

A wolf whistle brought the couple apart. Luke quickly jumped back and away from Ashton to see Michael and Calum standing at the apartment door. They're eyes were wide and they're jaws were dropped.

"Did I mention I had roommates?" Ashton asked sheepishly.

Luke's face was buried in his hands and his face was bright red. This was the second time he had ever been embarrassed in his life. He couldn't make eye contact with Ashton's roommates at the moment. Or ever.

"Is he okay?" Michael asked looking over at the blonde boy who had yet to look up.

"I'm not sure," Ashton said, "Luke, are you okay?"

Ashton was answered by Luke shaking his head 'no'.

"Are you embarrassed?" Ashton asked.

Ashton was answered by Luke shaking his head 'yes'.

"Don't worry about it Lukey. You'll probably walk in on Michael and Calum at least three or four times by the time we're done with this project. You'll be here so often. It'll become normal to you," Ashton admitted. He scooted closer to the blonde boy and patted his back reassuringly.

"Yeah Luke. Michael and I are like rabbits. You have nothing to worry about," Calum said, also trying to reassure the boy.

Luke gasped but still didn't look up.

"I think we scarred the poor boy."

"Shut up Michael," Luke said, grabbing the pillow next to him and chucking it in the general direction of the voice. He actually hit Michael.

"Oh my god, the scarred boy finally spoke," Michael said after he rubbed at the area Luke had hit with the pillow.

"I'm gonna go hide in a closet now," Luke muttered.

"Aren't you already?" Calum asked.

Ashton reached over and hit him on the back of the head, scolding him.

"You're so mean to Lukey. I can see why he wants to avoid you both."

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I LOVE writing this story it's so cute and Luke's so awkward and innocent for the most part I 

-malumdictionary