tramp // lashton ✔

three: christmas day

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i'm gonna post a one-shot (lashton obv) on sunday so if you want to read it look it up on that day :)

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Luke

The blond fixed his hair as his brother, Jack, walked through the living room to meet his brother. Luke smiled at his older brother through the mirror, feeling proud that he was able to fix his hair without his mother helping him. He grinned at his reflection, noticing how good he looked wearing the red polo shirt he got for christmas. Luke also got to talk to his dad about driving, they didn't have much detail since his dad just hummed to everything he said.

He kissed his mother's cheek on his way out, the woman was knitting and listening to the radio like she usually does when Luke's dad is at work. Luke stepped out of the house and sat down on a bench they had in the porch. He grabbed the journal and started reading through it, making a circle around a concert date a jazz band would have. Luke really wanted to go, he enjoyed jazz and hoped his parents would let him go.

Luke heard someone hum and noticed it was Calum on the other side of the street, the raven-haired boy held a package in his hand that probably came from the mail. Luke put the journal down and stood up, walking fast to catch up with his friend. He greeted an old lady who was washing her garden on the way and pet a dog named Lady on the way.

"Calum!" he called out for his friend. Calum stopped his tracks and smiled at his friend.

"Oh, hi Luke, how are you?" Calum asked, he seemed nervous.

"I'm good! Notice anything different on me?" Luke asked, being obvious about his shirt.

"You... took a shower?"

"I always do, but no."

"You cut your nails?"

"Nop."

"Oh, you have a new shirt!"

"Yes!" Luke grinned, happy that his friend finally noticed "And I talked to my father about driving, we didn't step into any conclusion but I'm hoping I start driving as soon as possible! After all, I am eighteen."

"I'm happy for you, Lucas." Calum said. They always made sure not to use their nicknames in public since it would be considered a thing tramps do.

"What did you get for christmas?"

"Oh, just a few vinyls and clothing. My parents also gave me a bike and a new vinyl player, the old one was... old."

Luke nodded and followed Calum to his house. The boys greeted Calum's mother and went upstairs to Calum's room. The blond noticed it was cleaned up, probably it was the maid since Calum was too lazy to even do anything simple like cleaning his room sometimes. It was a nicely decorated room with pale yellow walls and a sofa where the boys usually watched TV.

Calum threw the box on his bed and walked to where he kept his vinyls, showing them to Luke. The blue-eyed boy barely payed attention to his friend, he couldn't stop thinking about what could be in the box. It was none of his business - he shouldn't even care about it, actually - but it just drew him so easily. He didn't know why but maybe it was because he is a curious person sometimes.

"Hey Calum?"

"Yeah?" said his friend, stopping the ramble about the musician.

"What's inside the box?"