Adventures [Of Lashton]

Adventure 6 - Date Night: Scene 2

Adventure 6 - Date Night: Scene 2

Calum hopped out first, and ran to the back. Out popped Lucas a moment later, with a blindfold on. Ashton smirked at Luke and how he looked like he was taken hostage. The drummmer's two bandmates were now driectly infront of him, one smirking and the other one grinning with excitement.

"Ready?" Calum asked, placing his hands on the blindfold, ready to tear it off. Lucas nodded vigorously, ready to see the boy he had fallen so hard for. The cover fell off the blonde lads face, and his expression was pure shock.

"Hi Luke."

Luke's love for Ashton had was profound to begin with, but when he saw how much work his bandmate had put into the story-book like scene infront of him , it had times itself by a billion. As Luke stood there in awe, he soaked in the beauty all around him.

The sunset was a perfect mixture of yellows, oranges, purples, and pinks. The little picnic his bandmates had made was absolutely phenominal; There was a quilt under a willow tree with a few pillows and a basket containing tonight's meal. Multiple Mason jars were scattered around the tree and blanket with little candles in them, illuminating the scene.

And of course, there was Ashton. Ashton was beautiful. (He was beautiful everyday to Luke, but this was enhanced.) He stood there infront of Lucas with a smile that could cure a disease. His green/hazel eyes shone brightly in admiration as they watched the blonde boy. He had on Luke's favorite shirt, the 'Jawbreaking 18' one that he loved on him. The lad knew Ashton did that on purpose, he only wore it to impress Lucas. It was like god had shaped every bit of the drummer with his own hands.

"Ash, it's perfect." Luke's eyes began to water unexpectedly. "Oh my god, it's so beautiful." He wiped away the few tears that were about to fall. Ashton quickly came infront of Luke.

"Hey, it's okay. Are these good tears or bad tears?" The lad asked, comforting Luke. The blue-eyed boy laughed softly.

"Good tears. They're good tears."

"Okay, i'm glad. Let's go eat, yeah?" Ashton asked, pulling Lucas along. Luke laughed softly, thinking about how this was just like when they went to the mall a few days ago. Ashton whipped around quickly and shouted to Michael and Calum, who were quietly talking by their vehicle.

"Oi, See 'ya later lads!" Calum and Michael rolled their eyes and waved him off. The car started and they drove off.

Luke was already sitting down on the quilt, hugging a pillow softly and marveled at the loveliness all around him. The outlook from where he sat was quite different from he was just moments ago. He could see little bugs wandering up and down the tree. Leaves on the tree shook as wind passed by them. The wind made Luke shiver slightly, so he snuggled further into the pillow.

"Alright, you hungry?" Ashton asked, gesturing to the old style picnic basket beside them.

"Yeah. I haven't eaten anything since those waffles this morning." Luke blushed. Ashton smiled while digging through the basket.

"Well, I hope you like this. I slaved in the kitchen for hours." The curly-haired lad joked, pulling a small giggle out of Luke. He was handed a lump of tinfoil, which was still somewhat warm. Luke unwrapped the foil with anticipation, ready for food to enter his stomach.

"Tacos?" Luke questioned. Ashton nodded a few times in responce.

"Do you not want them? Damnit, knew I should'da got Chinese."

"No, Ash, thank you. I was kinda craving some Mexican today anyway." The blonde gushed, like it was a crime to enjoy tacos.

"Yay! It was quite the hassle to get these." Ashton stated, biting into his soft-shelled taco. Luke looked at the older lad curiously, tilting his head a little like a puppy.

Then Ashton began telling the story of how the basket actually ended up in the tree (Which Ashton was still a tad bit confused about.), and how a multitude of crows pecked away at the meal. Both, boys were in fits of laughter at the story. Luke felt so comfortable being there with Ashton, it almost didn't seem like a date.

Luke and Ashton finished up their meal and sat up against the tree (Well, Ashton did and Luke layed his head on the boy's lap.). The younger boy stared at the older one as he gazed at the stars. Luke also loved the stars, valuing the elegance; But tonight, he did not dare lay eyes on something less exquisite than Ashton Fletcher.

"Hey Ashton? Can I tell you something?" Luke catechized. Ashton directed his gaze from the sky to the boy that layed on him. A quiet 'Hm?' came from the lad.

Luke took in a deep breath. This was quite a daunting task he was about to perform.

"I like you, alot. No, scratch that; I love you. Ever since I met you in that drabby old movie theater, I had fallen for you. The way you stood up for me whenever I wore those cringe-worthy green sunnies, I would swoon. When I found out that you were the new drummer for our cruddy garage band, that was just the icing-on-the-cake, knowing I would see you everyday. You are literally the best thing that ever happened to me. I may be talking like I've dated you for years, but that's how I feel. No love I have ever felt could amount to the love I feel for you."

Ashton was astonished. (A positive astonished, keep in mind.) Luke had addmited his feelings to him. The boy he had loved for the last 2 years loved him back.

"Luke, I love you too. I have felt the exact same way, maybe even more, since that day at the cinema. When you came to me the night of your homecoming with tears streaming down your face saying your girlfriend completely humilated you, I was crushed; but that just gave me more of a chance to be with you. The second I found out I was playing in this embarassing band, I was over-the-moon. You make me so happy, Lucas Robert, and I thank you for that."

For the second time that night, positive tears came to Luke's eyes. He was so joyous, he couldn't move. Luke just layed there on Ashton, staring up at him with a wide grin and salt-droplets threatened to fall.

"Now, Luke. Can I ask you something?" Ashton asked. His gaze quickly flickered from the blonde's eyes to his lips, and back again. Luke nodded, sitting up from the drummer's lap, to where he was right infront of him; both sitting Indian style.

"Ma-may I kiss you?" Luke bit his lip before speaking.

"Yes, pl-" But he never finished his sentence.

The kiss was slow, passionate, and full of love; Just like Lucas expected. The younger lad's delicate hands found their way to the older one's large hands and placed them in the middle of the two. Their lips moved in perfect harmony. Ashton smiled into the kiss, Luke's lip ring was tickling him as the cool metal hit his blushing face. Both boy's oxygen levels were running low, deeming Ashton the first to pull away.

"You don't know how long I have waited for that." The curly-haired boy stated, who was clearly pleased.

"Lemme guess, two years?" Lucas joked. Ashton playful pushed the boy softly.

"Now give me another." Ashton pulled Luke by his collar and pressed their lips together. This kiss was definitiely a more hungry, needy kiss. It was like a drug the two shared, the addiction to eachother. The older lad pulled Luke onto his lap, placing his hands on his hips. Lucas' hands found themselves entangled in Ashton's mess of waves/curls.

To any passerby, it would have seemed that it was just a gay couple kissing fervidly against a tree. But to the two boys actually experiencing this moment of embrace; it meant so much more.

This time it was Luke to pull away first. He felt that this was the best chance out of any to ask something he had wanted since the moment Ashton stumbled into his whacky life.

"Ashton Fletcher Irwin, be my Boyfriend. Please."

"I thought you'd never ask."

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OKAY I KNOW I SAID I WAS GOING TO DO THIS IN A COUPLE DAYS BUT I COULDNT HELP IT. I ONLY DID THIS BECAUSE MY MOM SLEPT TILL 4:30 AND YA.

THE REACTIONS IM GETTING FROM YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING OMG ILYASM.

THIS CHAPTER HAS NO SPECIFIC DEDICATION, IT GOES OUT TO ALL YOU LOVELY READERS WHO PUT UP WITH ME AND MY WRITING ABOUT BANDMEMBERS BEING GAY TOGETHER. SO THANK YOU AND ILY.

-A