New Beginnings

Coffee at noon

Luke woke up feeling lazy, and he had every right too. It was spring break and there were no classes for a whole entire week. That means sweet, sweet freedom. Seven days isn't quite a lot of time, but it is a much needed break from looming deadlines and endless research papers. His boyfriend didn't seem to share this relief, because Luke woke up to a sticky note on his pillow that read 'Went to the library. Coffee at noon?'

Hell, yeah, coffee at noon.

Luke smiled a big cheesy grin and wiggled his face in the pillow to hide it. He very much loved the little things that Spencer did like writing notes and making dates. It made his heart flutter whenever Spencer did little gestures for him. Hell, anything Spencer did made his heart flutter.

He glanced at the green glowing numbers on his alarm clock and noted that it was only 10. He a bit of time yet. However lazy Aaron was feeling, however, he could never just lie in bed for two hours. He'd go stir crazy.

Instead, he shuffled out of bed (and my god, it was hard to leave the faint smell of his boyfriend on his sheets engulfing him), and hopped into the shower. He washed up, then got to work brushing his teeth, shaving, and picking out something nicer than joggers because, hell, it was spring break and he had a coffee date with his adorable boyfriend. He grabbed a pair of fitted navy jeans and a baby blue dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the forearm, just how Spencer liked.

He passed the time picking up one of Spencer's books that were strewn all across the little dorm room and quickly got lost in the story of a lone alien stranded on his decimated homeland planet, who went through a series of bizarre obstacles to find his way off the smoking ball of ash. Luke really only ever read the Spencer's books when they were fiction and had some sort of story line; never any of those long winded research journals or detailed history books spanning entire centuries, because hell, that just wasn't very fun to read. He did, though, have a good amount of novels, and Luke always smiled when he remembered that there were more ever since Spencer noticed he liked them.

It was nearly noon when Luke jumped up and made a mad dash to meet up with Spencer. He hated being late, and if he ran he could probably make it there on time. Damn that Inderitu and his hopeless search for another world! Luke huffed and tried to calm his heart down to an acceptable beat before entering the shop, lest he look like he just ran all the way there, which he totally just did.

Spencer saw him immediately when he walked in, and Luke's chest got all warm and fuzzy because Spencer's face just lit up. Like, a huge smile that radiated to his eyes, and the cute little mannerisms he does when he feels romantic; he tucked a lock of hair behind his ear and looked down quickly before looking back up and holding Luke's gaze. He also abandoned whatever was in his hands and put them under his thighs like he suddenly didn't know what to do with them. Luke thought he was the most adorable guy in the entire world. No, he knew it.

And he still couldn't believe that Spencer was his. His own boyfriend. My god.

"Hey, Lu!"

"Hey, Spence. I missed you this morning. What've you been up too?" Luke smiled, and took a seat across from him.

Spencer launched into a description of classical literature from the 19th century and his eyes sparkled as he did. He was really very vivacious when he was excited about something, and apparently that did it for him. Though, Luke didn't fail to pick up that 19th century literature happened to be his mother's field, so instead of probing him with questions on the subject matter like he usually would, he tried to guide Spencer into a more heartfelt conversation.

"She's doing really well, she said so in her last letter. She's picking up an extra class dealing with New England Brahmins and Llowell and all his earthy humor and oversober polite literature and even touches on some of his less didactic poetry." Spencer said in a rushed breath.