The Haunted ships and one-shots!

Luke x Collin (Semi-Mature)

Suggested by kirsche50800
Sorry that I haven't done these ships in awhile. Lack of inspiration and motivation, but those of you who suggested stuff, I'm trying to get things together for you.
This one is readable without the maturity (at least some parts), so I will put warnings for when the actual mature parts begin and end.
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They had been together for years, isolated, alone, struggling in the coldest of cold. The arctic was truly miserable, but they never thought of leaving, after all, they had each other. The three men, Grayson, Luke, and Collin, all had a strong bound, but Collin and Luke even more so. It was evident that the two were close, they never argued unlike they both did with the blonde occasionally. They always comforted one another in their dark times, laughed when nothing else could soothe them. Behind those mask of simple 'friendship' and 'brotherhood', there was indeed more that the other wished to see. They had pushed that yearning, that deep seeded love into the back of their heads, fearing that the other would not feel the same. Anyone who fell in love had that fear. Even then, that never stopped the desire in their hearts.
Luke clung to his pillow, his arms wrapped tightly around it, opening his stinging eyes. He preferred not to have the heater on despite the cold, instead he had a lantern with a small flame lit on the wick. It did not warm much but his blanket was nice and thick. The lavender haired curled up, sniffling.
Why did he feel so alone? He had Collin and Grayson, so why did he feel this void in his heart? Every time he was around his two coworkers, he felt a tight pressure in his chest, this yearning to be around them.
Luke released the pillow, rolling into his left side to face his desk, his penguin hat that Collin had made for him resting on it. His somber eyes were locked onto the gift, remembering when his friend have had given it to him on that cold, joyful Christmas morning. Even with tears in his eyes, a faint, quivering smile lifted on his blushed cheeks.
He and Collin had always shared a close bound, despite the brunettes often annoying persistence for adventure and to leave the arctic base behind. He wanted to, they all did, but this facility was all that they had ever known. Deep down, they knew that if they tried leave, only a painful death would follow as they froze and starved.
Luke closed his eyes, imagining his smile, wishing that he was seeing it now.
Just then, Luke sat up straight as he heard a click at the door, a figure standing behind the slightly opened door, poking his head in.

"Luke? You awake?" He whispered.

Luke's heart skipped a beat upon hearing his soft voice. "Y-yeah." He wiped away the tears, pretending to wipe crust from his eyes.

Collin stepped in, a fluffy light blue button up shirt with white fluff along the cuffs of the sleeves and around his neck. His pants were the same with white fluff at his ankles. His brunette hair was an unkempt mess, bags hanging beneath his eyelids. Blue eyes showed concern as he tilted his head, taking a step further into the room. His blue eyes grew as the light of the lantern flame revealed the reflection of water against the heterochromatic eyed man's red cheeks.

"Luke, are you okay?"

The other male turned away. "I'm fine, Collin. Why are you up so late?"

The brunette looked down, fidgeting fingers messing with each other as his cheeks went a deeper shade of pink. He chuckled. "The heater in my room stopped working, so... I was wondering if I could stay in here with you!"

Luke stared at him, not knowing what to do or say. His mind went blank, staring at the boy in his cute pajamas. His head ached from crying, trying to steady his breathing so his friend did not grow more in his suspicions. He scooted over closer to the wall, his bed a bit small but just big enough for two.