When two boys hate each other, a glue came and glued them together.
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Luke Hemmings is just a regular boy who loved to play sports. He's the kind of guy you would find cute since he got that blue eyes and blonde quiff hair. And his accent, he would've got a girl nosebleed to death just to hear him saying 'hi' in a deep low voice.
He's used to the attention he's been getting, that all he knows is everyone practically swoon themselves for him.
At least that's what he thought.
There just one boy who doesn't like him.
Ashton Irwin.
Ashton is just a normal teenage boy. He's smart and he likes to read books to gain knowledge. As nerdy as it sounds, Ashton is not like that at all. He plays football too, instead he was the first player at football. Not just that, he plays drums too and that makes him look muscular than any scrawny guys in school.
He has the perfect body and face. So there's no reason why he should hate Luke. He's just as popular as Luke.
Infact, he is. It's because Luke isn't someone special. He can't play anything and he's not that smart, yet he got all the attention.
But not Ashton, he needs to work hard to get all the attention.
He just hate that Luke doesn't need to do anything and that his life seems so easy.
He sighed as he glued the anti-drugs posters around the school hall.
Just one more post-
"Aaah! What the f-", he screamed as someone just crashed onto him.
He look up and saw a guy that made him want to kick his balls hard so he can't reproduce baby with it.
Luke Hemmings.
"Oops, I'm sorry. Ummm, Irwin?", he looked nervous as he looked at the shorter lad.
"Really, dude? Look at me! I'm sticky as hell."
"I'm so sorry, man. Here lemme' help you", he started to help Ashton stands up. But as he grabs Ashton's sticky hand, he accidentally glued to it.
"Okay, I'm up. Are you gonna release my hand?", he said irritated and confused by Luke's action.
"Emmm, I think we got a problem here. I can't let you go. I mean not that way but this way.", he nervously showed how he can't really let go of Ashton's hand.
"What?", he screamed but suddenly aware that everybody's looking at him and Luke because they were holding hands.
"C'mon! Let's fix this at my house.", he grabs Luke and drag him.
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"So what should we do with this?"
"I don't know. This is your fault!"
"My fault? Oh, it's my fault that I get my body all sticky and my hand all glued to an asshole? Hell yeah, that's my fuckin' fault!", he yelled.
Luke said nothing since he can't think of a comeback.
Ashton just rolled his eyes. Whatever.
Suddenly, he remembers something.
"What if we melt the glue?"
"What?"
"Maybe if we put a high temperature around it, probably it will melt!"
(idk if this really works, just think of it as a wax and it will melt okay im stupid just pls go with it :))
"I don't want to burn myself!", Luke screamed in terror.
"Puh-lease, why would I want to do that?", he said annoyed.
"You hate me, duh. If I could ask, why do you hate me?", he asked looking at Ashton's big hazel eyes.
"I don't hate you.", he retorted.
"You do, I mean like you always glared at me and never talked to me. You acted like I'm the bad guy here!"
"I don't hate you. Okay, maybe I hate you just a bit. But, that's because you got all the attention eventhough you just didn't achieve anything! You never had an A in a test or winning something! You even slept the whole class!", he trembled, tears threathening to spill.
"Okay, that was harsh. I may not achieve something, or I may not be some braniac that eat books. But I know something here.", he smirked.
"What?", the hazel eyed boy asked.
"I think you like me.", he said.
"What?!"
"I think you like me because you always watching me. I mean I'm like almost in the front row, yet the teacher didn't even know I'm asleep. And you knew." he remarks.
"And that all you wanted is my attention. Now, you got my attention. What do you think we should do to melt our hands?", he whispered seductively in the shorter lad's ear.
He gulped.
Probably, it's all true. That's why he worked so hard, it's all for his attention.
"W-what?", he asked not knowing what to do since he never had this kind of effect from someone before.
"This", Luke's said as he pressed his lips onto Ashton's small and soft lips.
Luke's lips left Ashton's to his necks and pressed some wet kisses there. A moan escaped Ashton's mouth. It made him hard.
He trailed down his kisses along his jawline, searching for his weak spot. Satisfied when he heard a small whimper from the boy squirming below him.
Before things got heated, the both boys realized that the glue has melted and now their sweaty hands are seperated.
"Yes! Oh my god, yes!", Ashton's looking at his hand.
But then, Luke wrapped his arms around Ashton's neck.
"Yippie, I'm happy too. But we have an unfinished business, by the way you never know what a man can do with his both hands, huh?", he mumbled, biting Ashton's ear playfully.
"Uhhh-", Ashton moaned.
"Let me show you a good time."
(A/N)
Soo this kinda sucks and I'm not good at writing smut but i dont think this is a smut uhhh.
pls comment some prompts for the other one shots and i will try to write it?
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