teeth → l.h

chapter two;

Helena and Luke don't even bother sleeping in clothes when they're at Luke's house. Partially because they're alone, but also because Luke sleeps with the windows open in the summer and it's too hot to put clothes on. Neither party complains, though.

Luke absolutely loves laying his head on Helena's chest in the mornings, when both of them are warm from the sun shining through the window. Helena assumes it's because Luke likes putting his face between her boobs. Luke wouldn't admit it, but it was solely because he wants to be as close to Helena as possible.

"For someone who loves my boobs as much as you do, you'd think you'd touch them more."

Luke chuckles. "Like I've said like five million times, you're warm and it makes me happy."

"You should still play with my boobs more, I'd really appreciate it." Helena comments as she twists Luke's hair around her fingers.

"Ice?" Luke pops his head up to look at Helena, excitement washing over his face.

Helena smiles. "Or wax."

Luke nods. "Or wax."

As Luke gets up from bed to pull his clothes on, a thought crosses his mind and Helena mentally screams as she watches the smirk grow on Luke's face. "What?"

"Ice and wax."

"Oh shit." Helena rolls over, pulling the blankets over her head as she groans. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"Don't knock it until you try it!" Luke exclaims as he ties the drawstring of his sweatpants. "At least let me do some research, present it to you. Then make your decision."

Helena peeks her head out from the sheets, raising an eyebrow at Luke. "are you seriously so horny at ten o'clock in the morning that you're going to research this?"

Luke shrugs. "Less horny, more curious."

Helena rolls her eyes. "Horny."

"I am not." Luke crosses his arms.

"Want a blowjob?"

"Yes please."

In all honesty, Luke was telling the truth that he wasn't horny, until Helena started talking shit to him and it turned him on; he wouldn't agree to Helena offering to give him a blowjob any other time. Anyway, it was too early for either of them to bother with any of the kinks they'd discovered over the years.

"Lu, can you come over?" Helena sniffles as she grips her phone with one hand, wiping the tears from her cheeks with the other.

"Yeah, is everything okay?" Luke asks softly. He quickly jumps up from bed and pulls his shoes on.

Luke knew one-hundred percent that nothing was okay, but he also knew that Helena wouldn't tell him if he didn't ask.

"Yeah, I just- I don't really wanna be alone right now." Helena says quietly.

"Okay," Luke replies. "I'll be there in a couple minutes. Window or door?"

"Window, I'm grounded." Helena lets out a halfhearted laugh.

Luke makes his way to Helena's house as quickly as he can. And he's pretty much mastered climbing into Helena's bedroom through her window at this point, so it doesn't take him long.

"Shit, bel." Luke sighs when he sees Helena sitting on her bed, her eyes bloodshot from crying, and her cheeks red. "What happened?" He asks as he sits down next to her, pulling her into a hug.