|Band Slut| Ashton Centric✔️

«Chapter 4»

Third Person
Ashton walks back to his shared room slowly, not really in a hurry to get back. But it's only down the hall so he gets there in 2 minutes. He sits outside the door for a bit, taking calming deep breaths and preparing himself for the wrath of Lucifer.

He crossed his fingers as he opened the door. Luke was sitting on the couch watching tv, he didn't look up when Ashton walked in.

"Nice of you to come back. I thought you would've stayed there with the other two after what I just heard. You could've been quieter you know." Luke grumbled, sounding quite jealous, though he would never admit that.

Ashton just shrugged and sat down on the couch, as far from Luke as he could. "It's not my room. Besides it was just a quick fuck, sure they wouldn't want me staying around after." Luke looked at him incredulously.

"Trust me, they want you to stay."

Ashton furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. What was that supposed to mean? "Well I didn't." He lied. God he wished he had stayed and accepted Michaels cuddles but something stopped him. He didn't know what, his self worth maybe? He didn't deserve to stay and cuddle, because he was just a slut, the band slut. Only here to please the boys.

And he was okay with that for now.

Luke stared at him, as if he saw through Ashton's lie. It was silent after that, the only sound was the tv playing some weird show that neither of them were watching. But the silence was broken as Luke spoke up. "So you having threesomes now?"

It caught Ashton off guard but he turned to look at Luke as he shrugged. "I don't know, it just sorta happened."

"Just happened." Luke scoffed but kept his eyes on Ashton. "Did you like it? Like getting fucked by two of us instead of one?" Ashton swallows thickly.

"I mean I-it was...nice." Luke scoffed again.

"Nice? Really?" He asked sarcastically. Ashton huffed and turned away from him.

"You don't have to be so jealous Luke, you'll get your chance again."

"I'm not jealous." Luke muttered in a sour tone after an awkward silence. For some reason that sent Ashton's brain into a storm of unwanted thoughts. Why couldn't they just...just? He couldn't think really. Just what? He asked himself but he couldn't tell. Why couldn't they just give him more?

And by more Ashton had no idea what he meant.

He sighed and got up from his seat, wandering over to the bed where he curled into a little ball and wrapped his arms around himself.

Luke looked over at the small boy on the bed and felt guilty for how he had talked to him, maybe his tone was to harsh? But it seemed like the older lad was upset? Luke had no idea but he got up and sat next to the smaller boy on the bed.

He rested his hand on his back and rubbed little circles. "Luke I didn't mean right now." Ashton mumbled and Luke chuckled.

"What's wrong Ashy?" Luke asked and Ashton sighed. He didn't know.

He just didn't know. He didn't know why he was sad or what he felt. He didn't know what to feel when the boys showed him affection and why it made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. He just didn't know.

"I'm fine." He replied because for now he was.

Luke sighed and laid down behind the boy, cradling him close to his chest. "You don't have to tell me but just know that me and the boys care. We may have a weird relationship but at the end of the day we're still best mates."

Ashton sighed and turned around in Luke's hold. "I know." He looked up at Luke with wet eyes and Luke sighed, mumbling sadly, "Baby it's okay." Luke held the boy in his arms and rocked them back and forth slightly. And as Luke looked down at the crying boy who still managed to look beautiful, he couldn't help but think that he loved  him so much.

But all that ran through Ashton's mind was, he was definitely sure of one thing, that he hated the word 'best mates'. Why? That he had no idea.

Yup so hey it's Lashton.

BUT LIKE LASHTON CUDDLING IS SO CUTE COME ON!!

Stay lovely🌹

-Olivia