"Same time next week?" Alex asked, raising a single eyebrow at the blond teenager as he tugged on his skinny jeans.
"As always," The other replied with a wink, patting at his shirt to make sure there weren't any wrinkles before exiting the office, not making any eye contact with anyone during his departure.
Therapy was somewhere people go to talk stuff out and get things off their chest. Well, Luke didn't mind getting things off his chest... As long as he got something else inside him.
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Don't even ask...
If you ship Luke and Alex together, I love you.
Aluke? Lukex? Hemarth? IDEK MAN IDK DO THEY HAVE A SHIP NAME?
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Stories for Adoption (No Longer For Sale)
FanfictionI come up with so many ideas a day so I decided I'd sell them because that seems to be what everyone else is doing. Short Story #82 / Random #201
