Our Little Secret//lh

20 • good morning, dummy

Meredith's p.o.v
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The sound of birds chirping outside of Luke's windows made my eyes flutter open, the early morning glow of the sun peaking through his blinds and cascading along the posters and pictures on his grey walls.

Luke's arm was slung lazily over my hip, nose nuzzled into the back of my neck. I flip myself over to face him, his bed head hair making me giggle in amusement. His lips parted peacefully as he continued to sleep soundly. I wanted nothing more than to wake him up and be bombarded with kisses and snuggles before having to sneak back to the guest bedroom.

I trace my finger delicately up his arm before tapping my finger against the tip of his nose. He wiggles in his sleep and I can't suppress the small laugh that escapes past my lips. Luke's bright blue orbs begin to open lazily before he closes them again and smiles.

"You snore."

I roll my eyes, "So do you."

"Do not."

"Do too."

Luke opens his eyes and I quickly stick my tongue out at him. "Good morning, dummy." Luke says before pecking my lips and I soon smile back at him, "Morning, stupid pants."

"Stupid pants? That's pretty lame of you, Merebear."

"It's still early, Hemmings—can I please have a proper kiss?" I pout, sticking my bottom lip out. Luke gladly obliges and connects our lips for a few moments before deepening it, his hand cupping the side of my cheek and pulling my face closer to his.

"Was that more suitable for you?" Luke rolls his eyes before cracking a small smile.

"Much better, thank you—I have to go now." I say quickly, beginning to slide out from under Luke's covers when he grabs the back of his tshirt that engulfed my small frame.

"What? No. Why?" Luke pouts back at me.

"Lu—we can't be caught together in bed." I laugh lightly, pulling out of his grasp and padding over to the door.

Luke quickly jumps out of bed just as I'm opening his bedroom door. He quickly shuts it again and lifts me off of my feet swiftly, putting me pack down onto his bed before crawling over top of me.

"Lu." I giggled as he dipped his head into the crook of my neck, kissing the sensitive skin and running his tongue all over.

"Baby, c'mon, I-I have to go." I coo, but he doesn't stop, and as much as I loved his kisses, I needed him to let me go.

"Luke—I mean it." I say a bit more sternly. He huffs and kisses my lips quickly before standing up, pulling me up shortly after.

"I don't like this." He pouts, earning a small empathetic smile from me.

"I know, I don't either. It'll only be like this for a little bit. I promise, Lu." I say, batting my lashes gently at him. He gives a small smile, his hands cup my face once more and he kisses me again before opening his bedroom door for me.

As I step out of Luke's room, the entire house is silent—until Luke decided to slap my ass and the loud smack from skin-to-skin contact made me bite back a yelp and suddenly I wished I didn't have to go back to my room.

I turn towards Luke, who's hand is still pressed and squeezing firmly against my ass, and scold him.

"Not. Funny."

"Hilarious." He winks before giving my ass one more tap and shutting the door. I roll my eyes at his playfulness before opening the door to the guest bedroom. Only, I'm shocked to see Mason has returned to bed. She smirks deviously at me, her arms folded across her chest.

My eyes widen and a blush creeps onto my cheeks. Nice job, Meredith! How are you gonna get yourself out of this one?

"Mase! D-Did you sleep well?" I swallow hard. She laughs, "Good—and where—sorry—how did you sleep?"

I bite my lip, "I slept fine, thank you."

"Alone? In here?" She asks, cocking an eyebrow upward. I nod my head, "Yeah? Where else would I have slept? Silly goose."

"Don't play dumb with me, Meredith Irwin."

"I'm doing no such thing! I had to pee!"

"Hmmmm—for an hour?"

"What time did you leave Calum's room?" I scold.

"Way earlier than you left Luke's."

"I wasn't with—"

"Save it, Meredith—don't worry, your secret is safe with me."

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