bbs- banana banana shot? (booty booty squad?)

not good with my words

Its here!!!!!! It is here after many many years,,,,, the delitoonz i told myself i would finish!!! 

So yes enjoy

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When Luke walks into the room, the first thing he sees is paper all over the floor of the bedroom. He frowns at this, looks around, and finds the source of all the mess laying lazily on Luke's pillow.

His cat looks up at him, meows loudly, then jumps up and trots out of the room. He scoffs lightly at her actions and shakes his head.

“I spoil that fat shit too much, I swear I do,” he mumbles affectionately. God knows Luke doesn't have the heart to actually get mad at his cat. Scooping up a single piece of paper left in tact, Luke finds a note.

Come to my pool! We're having a pool party!! Please Luke? I love you please come to my party.

Luke doesn't need any kind of signature to know who it's from. The messy, blocky handwriting gives it all away.

Only Jonathan would come all the way to Luke's house (and have to find the spare key because Jonathan lost his) just to leave a note like some kind of loser. Especially when Jonathan seems to absolutely love to blow up Luke's phone with random messages and various pictures of dogs.

He shrugs off the thought and instead goes off to his car. Since Jonathan didn't bother to write down a time, Luke assumed it would be best to get there as soon as possible. There wasn't a need to grab anything to change into, or even grab swimwear. Jonathan stole so much of Luke's clothes that Luke was surprised he even had anything to wear right now.

Walking into his boyfriend's house, Luke is immediately greeted by balloons. He's not sure why. The balloons are red and blue, some sparkly and others floating so close to the ceiling fan that Luke is more worried about his safety than whatever it is his boyfriend is planning.

He instinctively reaches up and snatches the balloons away from the fan, and takes them all into the hallway one by one. With the balloons no longer in danger, Luke goes to the backyard to perhaps find his boyfriend.

Instead of Jonathan in the back, he finds himself looking out at what appears to be dinner. Lazily set out on the patio table is some takeout. Chinese food, from the looks of it.

“Jonathan? Jonathan, you fuck, where are you?!” Luke calls out and receives no response. He huffs in frustration and walks back into the house.

“I'm here, I'm here, calm the fuck down!” Jonathan comes out from his bedroom, still putting his shirt on. “Did you find your surprise?”

“The balloons or the food?” Luke crosses his arms. “Or are you hiding something else?”

Jonathan laughs innocently, shaking his head. “Nope! I can't treat my damn boyfriend for once? I'm just trying to be romantic, you know.” Jonathan then walks up to Luke, wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling Luke in for a loving kiss.

Any kind of questions were out the door the second their lips met, because all Luke could think about was Jonathan and how much he loves him. Even if Jon had a habit of stealing all his clothes.

“I know you're excited to drown me in your pool, babe, but I kinda need something to swim in. You stole my last pair of swim trunks, you got any idea where they are?” Luke murmurs softly against Jonathan's head, arms wrapped tightly around his body.

Jonathan nuzzles his head lightly as he nods. “Mm… yeah. Laundry basket,” he says, and Luke is positive he can hear the smile in Jon's voice as he speaks. “But I wouldn't mind you going in naked, you know. Gotta show off all those muscles of yours.”