Henclair oneshots not mine Part:1

SHIT

“I won’t go, if you don’t want me to,” Dustin said, for the fifth time, glancing back at where he knew Lucas was stood, just staring. He shook out of his daze and shrugged.

“No, go! You should go! I’m just… not sure about him.” He said, still confused within himself at why he didn’t want Dustin going out. They’d been together for 4 years, he knew the younger boy would not be leaving him for this guy, but he still felt off about the whole thing.

“Dude, his father is a director. He said he saw potential in me. I can’t pass that up!” Dustin continued, putting down his comb and getting up from the dresser to approach where Lucas was still stood, crossed armed.

“I know, babe, I know.” He replied, pulling Dustin close once he was within reach, so they were both pressed against the wall, “I know... I can’t help if I worry about you,”

“I’ll be fine! I’ll text you the whole way. If he tries anything. I’ll bite him, and Dart will sense my pain and come running,” Almost on cue Dart started howling from his cage, Lucas smiled over at him fondly and Dustin heart swelled at the amount of love Lucas had for Dart.

(He had squealed the first time he met him. “Oh my God. He thinks he’s a wolf! Dustin, I love him,”)

Dustin still saw a bit of worry in Lucas’ expression.

“Fake dating someone isn’t the worst thing I’ve ever done,” Dustin murmured, then he growled, trying to lighten the mood, and it worked because Lucas’ concerned expression morphed into disgust. He pushed Dustin on the shoulder and turned to walk away when he was caught by the waist and pulled back. Lucas struggled, trying not to concede too quickly.

“Boys who growl don’t deserve boyfriends,” He yelled obnoxiously

“No! baby, don’t leave me I’m sorry.” Lucas finally laughed, spinning around in his boyfriend arms, he placed his hands on Dustin’s shoulders.

“How sorry?” he asked cheekily.

“ooh, let me show you,” Dustin replied, wiggling his eyebrows, Lucas rolled his eyes but kissed him anyway.

He obviously didn’t go to the door when Dylan came around to pick Dustin up, they could have played it like he was a roommate but Lucas didn’t need any reason to feel jealous and do something stupid like kiss Dustin to assert his masculinity. He was fine just watching from the upstairs window.

He did get a text soon after he left

8.33 – Dustin: I told you, you were hotter. Nothing to worry about *lennyface*

Lucas couldn’t help his laughter.

“Fucking loser,” he murmured heading to the bedroom, he and Dustin had set up a pretty decent fort before he had to leave, and Lucas wasn’t just going to let it go to waste. He had only seen Black Panther once… this week. It was time to watch it again.

He let Dart out and the small husky immediately jumped at him,

“Okay boy, c’mon let’s go watch some black excellence,” he yipped as if he understood and followed him back to the bedroom, settling in beside him and licking at his face. He laughed and snuggled up close as he pressed play.