Flatmates

Surprise

So i'm late... Again. I'm sorry. I hope you didn't think the drama was over just yet? wink wink

          Luke woke up fairly early the next Sunday. Dawn was slowly emerging but the sun hasn't risen yet. The blond man stretch in his bed, welcoming the first thoughts of his day. He was incredibly happy to be back in the apartment with Ashton, especially given their new dynamic. He wasn't really sure were that was leading, but he knew it was a good thing. It felt good. And he didn't mean only on the intimate level, even if that felt really good, he meant on the whole. It was comfortable to be next to Ashton. Thinking of his previous relationship, he only recalls the tension, the stress and the violence. With Ashton though, it was rather smooth and soft.

He hopped his flatmate got his intentions right, but he still had a slight doubt about it because he had never really voiced them. He didn't want to have just casual and meaningless sex with him, it really meant something to him even if it wasn't love. It was pretty obvious that Luke cared for Ashton anyway. It seemed like the older man got it, even without words. It made Luke smile. Yeah, life was treating him good lately. He was especially thankful that he could have open up to his flatmate without being judged. If anything Ashton had been really sweet about it. It felt like a tiny piece of his heart has finally started to heal.

Deciding to take his good habits back, Luke got up and dressed for his usual Sunday morning run. Heading down the lobby he almost froze when he saw Mr Sana at his post. It was the first time they met since the night of the party. Luke was a little embarrassed to face him after that. He remembered quite vividly Ashton singing on top of his lung while being very drunk. Knowing he couldn't avoid it, he walked to the concierge's desk.

"Good morning, Mr Sana." Luke greeted with an already apologetic smile.

"Mr Hemmings?"

"Hum... I wanted to apologise for last time, When Ashton and I... hum... You know, came home late... and..."

"It's fine." Mr Sana's trait visibly relaxed. "No one else was woken up in the ... incident."

"But you did. I'm really sorry for that."

"It's okay, Mr Hemming." He arbitrated calmly. "I thought you had left after that night actually. But I'm glad to you see you are back. Mr Irwin was really down in your absence. And, in fact, I believe he is at his best with you."

Luke felt himself blushing. He wasn't expecting anything but a scolding form the cold and emotionless concierge, as he used to portrait him back to his first visit. But Mr Sana was strangely letting this emotion show for once. He seemed really sincere and authentic, underneath his mask of proper protocol.

"He has changed; you know?" the concierge went on. "In a good way, if I may add. And that is undeniably because of you."

"Thank you, Mr Sana." Luke murmured. He was feeling really emotional all of sudden. The words of the older man meant a lot more to him than he would have thought.

"Sanjay."

"Sorry?"

"You can call me Sanjay,.. Luke."

The blonde's eyes widened for a second before a huge smile formed on his lips. Luke nodded enthusiastically. He was floating over the ground for the whole duration of his run.

This new found energy, and a little help form Ashton as well, got him to open up to Alex and Jack during the following week. Luke knew it was only fair that they would learn the truth after hosting him during his breakdown and internal crisis. But on the other hand he was really concern about their reactions. Not that he thought they weren't good friends, but Alex always had his mind set on every single topic. And while Jack was not at stubborn, Luke knew he would always take Alex' side in the end.