sugar baby - muke

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luke let out a soft sigh, the cashier for forever 21 taking too long for his liking to ring up his items. he did buy forty seven things, it's their fault they can't keep up. he comes in at least twice a week, didn't they understand they shouldn't be understaffed when he makes his purchases? he tapped his decorated bank card on the little shelf.

"i'm sorry about the wait, that'll be two hundred seven dollars and thirty-two cents, please." the girl, kim, had short choppy hair that looked like she had cut it herself. luke resisted to roll his eyes at her unblended makeup as well. he handed her his bank card, signing his receipt and taking his bags.

usually, luke would have his step-brother carry his things but the boy was too busy with his own sugar baby — more like splenda baby, ashton had a shit job that payed poorly — these past few weeks to test the waters. with a sigh, the blonde pushed his cart outside to his awaiting uber.

he was spoiled, oh, you bet. his sugar daddy never said no unless it was illegal or immoral, he gave luke any amount of money he wished. speaking of his daddy, it was getting close to four and luke had to call him after he made purchases to tell the man what he bought.

"hi, luke." the blonde just shot the uber driver a smile, he reguarly picked up luke's drives because the boy tipped insanely well. people back at the office were envious of alex's amount of extra cash. everyone wanted to pick luke up.

the blonde let out little huffs when he loaded his things, usually alex was already on it but he seemed distracted. once he finished, he dialled his daddy's number and hopped in the sleek car.

"hiya, baby." the voice came through as rough, luke's thighs pushed together as his daddy's morning voice filled his ears. he replied with a soft, "hi, daddy."

the older man let out a yawn, followed by a much needed stretch. "how's my angel? did you buy a lot today?" this was usual, luke would describe what he bought then send his daddy pictures after he got home. a majority of his purchase was skirts, socks and strings that were labelled as underwear.

luke sat back in his seat, watching alex weave through busy LA traffic. "yes, i'm so excited to show you. i spent two hundred, i think."

"luke," his daddy sighed, "i know i spoil you and all but you barely wear these clothes, why spend so much?"

his daddy never questioned his purchases. this made the blonde nervous but he shrugged it off. "they're just to get me by until next season's trends, i have to be up to date, daddy. i can't wear frilly high heels with studs when it's totally stilletos with fur season, silly."

alex practically snorted from the front seat. luke was such a diva, alex didn't even know they made more than one type of heel. usually he only sees them on business women or in porn.

"maybe look for deals, too. smart shopping, babyboy. i have a meeting in a half an hour, i need to shower. i'll be expecting your pictures, sweets."

luke let out a sigh, "yes sir, i'll send them right away. i love you, daddy, good luck!"

the dial tone signalled and the blonde slumped. his daddy's been weird about money lately, he's given luke five thousand less a month than normal.

they arrived at luke's place quickly, the small mansion hiding behind soft golden gates that alex buzzed into. his daddy always jokingly called it 'Princess Estates'.

luke's maid, annie, unloaded the boy's things while he made his way upstairs. up the staircase, his shoulders were slumped and his sandals made a dull thudding sound. he didn't like the marble staircase anymore, he wants polished wood instead. he'll call an interior decorator tomorrow.

when he reached his room, he tossed himself up onto his bed, the flimsy canopy above abstructing his view of the patio attachment on the other side. usually he caught annie sneaking around with his gardener out there, it was like an episode of devious maids.

instead of taking photos, luke opted for checking his social media. was anyone throwing a party tonight? he knew kylie jenner had some sort of birthday bash planned soon, her neighbourhood just beside his. maybe a one direction boy?

finding evidence of a spreading party at the kardashian's third beach house, luke gasped softly, the perfect outfit filling his mind. he pulled a sleek glittery vera wang dress, matched with the most gorgeous silver pumps.

the only reason he knew how to do makeup is because his daddy hired a professional makeup artist to teach luke some tips. he had all the finest palletes and brushes, anything you could imagine.

he did a pale golden smokey eye, eyeliner, his eyebrows were absolutely to die for. a little bit of contouring and some lipstick a few minutes later, he was ready to go.

usually his daddy called around luke's bedtime, he didn't like him partying. luke didn't feel like asking permission either. he was already dressed up to the nines. instead, he made an excuse.

to; Daddy 🌸
  m'gonna turn off my phone, i think i have the flu. :( i'll have annie make me soup. i love you, daddy! i'll call in the morning

he sounded pretty convincing, he thinks. he shot kylie a text and she told the blonde of a preparty at a club downtown hollywood. he's never called for an uber so fast.

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hiiii! i hope that wasn't too bad, let me know what you think? if i made any mistakes, correct them, please! (not rudely)

also, to answer anyone, luke knows these people (kylie etc) and has all these things because his daddy is a multimillionare. so yes, luke is bratty and spoiled.