Background: Your next-door neighbor (and secret crush), Luke Hemmings, is holding band practice a little too loud and you can’t help but listen.
Requested: No
Words: 6,000+
Warning: This is SMUT, so don’t read if that’s not your thing! This is one of my longer pieces, so be ready for LOTS of fluff! Cheers to my first (of many) Luke smut :)
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Earlier in the week. Her mind flashed with memories of white chalk on the board and the monotonous voice of her AP Calculus teacher; but in regards to how to properly derive a function, nothing came to mind.
Just as she was on the verge of convincing herself to grab the textbook for guidance, the familiar male laughs from outside hindered her movements. She sucked in a deep breath, recognizing the husky voices nearly instantly. When her elderly next-door neighbors had decided to retire into a nursing home six months ago, the empty house was sold to a lovely family of five, consisting of three sons: two presumably in university (seeing as she rarely saw them around aside from the holidays) and one in her year named Luke. Since Luke first settled into his new home, he held band practices in his basement at least three times a week without fail, not including the excerpts of melodies he seemed to strum on his acoustic guitar nightly before bed. Having bedrooms directly across from each other on the side of their houses, Y/N had the fortune of tuning into his private concerts every night while she laid soundlessly under her sheets (as well as the many awkward moments of brief eye-contact when they both coincidentally decide to look out their windows at the same time).
By now, Y/N could easily differentiate the several voices she heard from Luke’s front porch. As creepy as she felt doing it, Y/N couldn’t help herself from peeking out her window behind the curtains in the past (more times than she’s willing to admit) to get a glimpse of the faces that belonged to the voices she so constantly heard. Luke’s front door slammed shut, stilling her body as she waited in anticipation for the best part of every Saturday evening. The faint tuning of electrical instruments and occasional bang of the drumset seeped through the thin walls of Luke’s house and danced into hers, making Y/N grin as she pictured the boys lazily readying themselves for their rehearsal. God, how she longed to sit in front of them and listen intently to every crisp sound wisping from their instruments, her legs lazily sprawled out over the rugged couch she saw Luke hauling through the backdoor a couple months ago. If only she could grow the balls to ask.
There was a moment of silence before the evening air filled with the melodious tunes of a single guitar, joined promptly by two others. The deep voices and beat of the drums followed soon afterward while Luke cheerily (and flawlessly) belted the theme song of one of Y/N’s favorite 2000’s shows: What I Like About You, starring Amanda Bynes years before she went crazy. She subconsciously nodded her head in rhythm to the beat and hummed along lightheartedly as the band next door ran through their set, performing a compilation of covers and seeming original songs.
Y/N was utterly enchanted by their music to say the least. So when the set abruptly ended and a string of screeching microphones sounded, Y/N snapped her eyes open and instinctively sauntered towards her window. Her eyebrows furrowed, she sat on her knees as she watched Luke stand on his driveway and bid his goodbyes to his fellow bandmates gathering into a vehicle. She took this time to admire Luke (as she had done so often from afar since he moved in); the way his black skinny jeans hugged his legs as if another layer of skin, the way his styled quiff seemed to slouch after a long day without further gel reinforcement, the way she could spot his sexy fucking lip-ring dozens of feet above the ground. Everything about Luke was surreal, so surreal that she let out a loud sigh of adoration. She immediately slapped a hand to her mouth as her eyes grew wide, unable to grasp the fact she practically just moaned from looking at him and praying to whatever God there was that he hadn’t heard her.
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