You & I~Muke

the end

I wake up.

Greeting my open, green eyes is the landscape of Luke's face. I trace a freckle on his lip to the sunburn on his nose, scattering prettily across his cheeks.

I smile and somehow, he wakes up too and it's like magic. Sun fans through the window in thick blocks, warming my legs and my shoulders and his chest.

It's today and my chest is splitting with excitement- Donna and Richard's wedding.

I jump up from bed, faster than I have in months and I take my beautiful boyfriend's hand and pull him up against me.

The warmth from my bed lingers on his skin that presses on mine.

"You read-ready to dance tonight?" I whisper, smiling, into his ear. He grins and launches me out into a spin in a blur before twirling me back into his soft arms.

I laugh and walk away to the bathrooms.

"Maybe you won't e-embarrass me as much a-as I thought you w-would, Hemmings."

Without completely closing the door, I begin to undress and dance my way into the shower so I can begin to get ready for the day ahead.

After my hot shower, While I shave my face, my eyes catch a glance of the suit hanging from the wall. Ready for me.

I roll on deodorant and touch it's easy fabric. Into battle.

I slip on my dress shirt first, then my boxers and my checked bottoms which are a little big, but everything is a little big on me.

It's merely sod's law.

After tucking in the white button down into my bottoms and putting on the belt, I come out to see my boyfriend, his hair wet and curly, ready for the wedding in his beautifully blue suit.

And damn,

That pink tie got me having chest pains.

He smiles broadly at me, and I smile broadly back.

"You look amazing," He says in a breath, chewing on his lip ring. I look down and can't hide the smile fighting at my pink lips.

"So do you." I say just in time for Luke to put his long fingers on my slim waist and pull me toward him. He pushes the oxygen aside and presses his familiar lips to mine. He tastes like toothpaste and his fingers dig into my hips. I pull away.

"Later."

I rip myself away from lust in time for my dad to walk through the door. His thin hair is nicely gelled back, and he's shaved using his nice shaver and he's in a suit, something rare to see. But none of that matters to him, because his jaw drops.

"you two!" He exclaims, beaming. "ohmygod! We have to take pictures!"

The pair of us roll our eyes but oblige and lean into each other, with my arm around his waist and his around my shoulder. The flash goes off and we go to separate but good old Daryl is having none of it. "No I want one of you kissing!"

We laugh but comply.

And on he goes, until it's 5 pictures later and,"Just one-"

"Dad we're going to be l-late."

The green-eyed man sighs but obliges and allows us to finish packing our night bags for the hotel.

"More pictures later though boys!"

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Daylight turns into brisk, warm evening air around us as we pile out of the reception and go to the after party hall.