It was when Luke's shirt was soaked with sweat after a show. Chasing you around the dressing room, trying to make you hug him. Or when Luke forgot to bring his jacket to work so he came home dripping wet, standing in front of you. His rosy cheeks, shivering body, and runny nose made you burst with laughter. Calling him a "dumbass" playfully and warming him some tea so he wouldn't catch a cold. Or when he comes out of the shower, and tries to cuddle you but his drenched hair would drip water onto your eyes, and you telling him to "try drying it with a towel next time." But it was okay, you loved it when Luke's wet hair would flatten onto his forehead, how his clothes clung to his body, or how beads of sweat would roll down on the sides of his face. That was Luke, your boy.
This is the first one, hope you enjoyd x
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5SOS Imagines
FanficI post imagines, first in English and a little later in Dutch, I hope you enjoy x ~I Don't Own Anything, unless i say so :-))~
