DMs||Luke Hemmings||#wattys2016

Chapter 16

2 Weeks Later~

"No, penguin!" I shrieked as he chased me around our backyard with a water gun. 

"Come on, please?" He whined. 

"Not in my clothes! Let me get into a swimsuit at least." 

"But I don't wanna wait that long....." He pouted, sticking out his lower lip. All of the sudden he sprayed me with the water gun and I gasped in mock anger, before charging at him and jumping on his back, wrapping my around around his shoulders and getting him soaked as well.

"I bet you wished you waited to spray water at me now, penguin." I said, climbing off him. He simply took his shirt off, smirking at me.  I just smiled innocently back at him, grabbing the bottom of my soaked t-shirt and pulling it off my torso, watching Luke's face for his reaction.  His eyes traveled from my face to my chest, where they stayed.

"Eyes up here." I said teasingly, pointing to my face. 

"Did you have to take your shirt off?" He asked. 

"Like you don't enjoy the view." I retorted.

"I think I enjoy it too much." I giggled, grabbing his shirt from his shoulder and slipping it over my head, making my short shorts disappear. He grinned at the sight of me in one of his favorite tank tops, pulling me over to him by my waist. 

"You look hot in my clothes, babe." He whispered in my ear, his lips brushing the edge of it. 

"Do I?" I asked, giggling. 

"You should wear my clothes all the time." He added.

"They ARE comfortable." I admitted. Luke pulled out his phone and took a step back.

"Pose for me sweetheart!" He said, and I struck a pose for the picture, which was basically me sticking my tongue out at him and putting my hands on my hips. 

"Nice pose." He complimented. 

"Nice torso." I retorted. He blushed and looked down. 

"It's not nice." He muttered under his breath.

"You're right, it's not nice, it's awesome!" I agreed, walking over to him and hugging him. 

"No,I don't have a six pack, and you always talked about how you absolutely loved it when guys had six packs."

"I talked. I don;t talk about that anymore. I talk about how much I love you, and your perfect body. I don't care if you don't have a six pack, heck, I wouldn't care if you were fat. It's still you on the inside. I didn't fall in love with you for your looks, I fell in love with you for your personality." 

"I love you." 

"I love you too, penguin. No matter what you look like." He smiled and pressed a kiss to my neck, causing me to giggle. 

"You like that?" He teased me. Instead of responding, I pressed my lips against his shoulder, before moving to his neck. 

"You like that?" I said, after I kissed his nose, forehead, and cheeks, avoiding his lips. 

"I'd like it better if you kissed me on the lips." He muttered sarcastically. I laughed and kissed his lips finally, before three crazy boys came bursting into the back yard.

"WHOA WHAT HAPPENED HERE? WHY IS LUKE SHIRTLESS AND BRAE IN HIS SHIRT?" Calum yelled, and I pulled away laughing.

"He sprayed me with a water gun so I hugged him and he took off his shirt. I took off my shirt-it was wet obviously and then he complained, so I took his shirt and put it on." I explained, and the boys burst into laughter.