My Annoying Neighbor (l.h. + a.i.) ✔️

you, me, and this pizza

(unedited)

Luke was sat on his couch, his hands twirling his phone around and his knee bobbing up and down impatiently. It had been two days since he took Ashton out for dinner and the brunet hasn't texted, called or even walked the two feet it took to get to Luke, so the blond decided to make the first move. His mind kept replaying how the date ended and how Ashton acted when they left and got to their apartment building, and he still couldn't figure out why he acted the way he did. He finally heard the familiar steps of heavy leather boots on the wooden hallway floor and the jingle of keys unlocking the front door next to his. The blond jumped up from his couch and quickly walked out of his apartment to knock on Ashton's door. He waited in the narrow hallway for the brunet to open his door and when he did, the blond was faced with wide eyes.

"Luke? What are you doing here?" Ashton questioned, obviously surprised that the blond went to see him.

"You haven't talked to me since our date." Luke said simply and uninvitedly walked past Ashton into his apartment.

"Um, yeah, sorry" Ashton scratched the back of his head awkwardly, avoiding eye contact with the blond "been busy. School stuff."Luke squinted at the brunet and scoffed.

"Now tell me the real reason." Luke told him and Ashton looked away and shrugged.

"I don't know what you're talking about. School work has just been piling up—"

"Ash."

The brunet sighed in defeat. He walked over to where Luke was sitting and took a seat right next to him. The blond looked at him expectantly.

"I was sort of pissed at you." Ashton stated and the blond furrowed his brows in confusion.

"What? Why?" He asked. He though that the whole date went fine, aside from the flirty waitress and his ex showing up.

Oh.

It all clicked in Luke's brain.

"You were jealous, huh? Of the waitress and my ex?" An asshole smirk was making its way onto the blond's pierced lip and Ashton's face flushed in embarrassment.

"N-no" Ashton stuttered out, looking away from Luke and the blond just laughed.

"You were!" Luke accused and Ashton looked at him with a red face.

"I was not!" He exclaimed "I was upset that you didn't tell them we were on a date. They would've left you—us alone if you told them we were on a date." Luke stopped laughing and watched how Ashton sulked.

"M'sorry." Luke said softly, brushing his hand on the brunet's cheek. Ashton widened his eyes and blushed deeply.

"You're an ass." Ashton replied back, but smiled at him nonetheless.

"Does that mean I'm forgiven and I can take you on a second date?" Luke asked hopefully, biting his lip in a way that made Ashton want to die, then resurrect, then die again.

"Only if you can guarantee that there won't be any flirty waitresses or ex girlfriends." The brunet told him and the blond smiled widely.

"Deal." Luke said happily and Ashton grinned. The rest of the day was spent cuddled up on Ashton's couch watching movies on Netflix.

"Put this blindfold on."

It was the next day and Luke was standing in front of the brunet, holding out one of his bandanas towards him. Ashton raised his eyebrow.