Adventures [Of Lashton]

Adventure 20 - Promises

Adventure 20 - Promises

Prom-ise (noun)

\ˈprä-məs\

1. A declaration that one will do or refrain from doing something specified.

2. A legally binding declaration that gives the person to whom it is made a right to expect or to claim the performance or forbearance of a specified act.

3. something that is promised.

After tonight, Luke and Ashton would have a whole new meaning to the word promise.

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 "Lukeyyy bear, rise and shine!" Ashton laughed as his lay on top of Lucas, tickling the boys' face with his curls. Ashton's soft hair was swishing all around Luke's face, and the younger lad thought he was going to sneeze. Ashton rolled off of Lucas when the lad yawned loudly and streched out his long limbs. "Good morning, love." 

"Good morning, babe. Morning kiss?" Luke asked, and no reply was needed as Ashton's lips connected with his in a swift, tender kiss. One of the few things Luke looked forward to was the fact that Ashton would give him a kiss at every morning's rise, no matter how bad his breath was; The drummer didn't care one bit.

Luke yawned again, and stuffed his face back into his pillow. Seeing his back exposed from the sheets, Ashton delicately drew irregular shapes on his spine. The light touch made goosebumps rise on the blonde's skin.

"Baby, today's gonna be exciting and fun! We need to get a head start." Ashton whispered into the lads' ear, Luke's grogginess fading away immediately. A groan rose up from the blue-eyed boy, who hesitantly got out of bed.

This was Ashton's favorite part of the daybreak. Luke would rise out of bed and stretch out like a small child, throwing his arms up and kicking his legs out. Luke, who would sleep in his underwear, would be giving a show to Ashton early in the morning. All his muscles would expand and contract, and his abdominal muscles were prominent. Ashton would be a bit of a horny bastard the rest of the day if Luke did any of these actions.

The two boys showered and threw on some everyday clothing (Ashton's would be a bro-tank, skinny jeans,and that stupid fedora. Luke's would be some sort of band shirt, and those damned skinnies with the hole in the knee. But, you already knew all that.) and made their way downstairs.

Calum and Michael had left a note, stating that they were out and about with Amelia and Niall, so it would just be the couple by themselves today. Which the two were perfectly fine with.

"What'cha want to eat?" Ashton asked, scavenging through the pantry items.

"Erm, fresh fruit salad sounds awesome right now. I'll make it though, babe."

"No. Sit." Ashton boomed, Luke instantly sitting back down on the island counter.

Luke watched in awe as his boyfriend whipped around the kitchen, moving a mile a minute. Flipping this, chopping that, starting that contraption thingy in the corner. Ashton wasn't even breaking a sweat, even though he was full on running around the gallery. This was no bother for the drummer, he liked cooking for Luke; Because Lucas would just sit on the counter, telling stories or singing softly. 

Ashton turned to Luke with a plate covered in a variety of fruit chunks, A glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, and a slice of Vegemite toast. the younger lad smiled brightly and thanked the older boy, also giving him a soft kiss in thanks.