"𝐬𝐡𝐡𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞. 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨."
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in which ashton finds luke on the sidewalk in the rain and nurtures him at his house to protect him from his bipolar father.
!dom ashton
!shy/timid luke
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after the sad car ride, the two of us thank the taxi driver and said goodbye. luke's face is still stained with tears as he trudges along with his suitcase into the lobby of the hotel. "bonjour," the lobbyist says with a small smile "bonjour, room 304?" i ask, and she happily gives me the key. "c'mon lukey," i smile, thanking the lobbyist as he grabs my free hand. we make our way into a very small elevator, the two of us can barely fit in the small enclosure. "why are elevators in paris so small?" luke asks, laughing "i dunno," i reply with a giggle, pressing the third button.
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^ twins heheh
we make it to the door with the number 304 in big bulky font. "so this is our room?" luke asks "yes," i reply, unlocking the giant door the door creaks open and we're greeted with a wide room decorated with two elegant beds and curtains. the windows spill light into the space, brightening the room up in every corner. the walls are lined with striped wallpaper and authentic paintings. a sofa sits in the corner next to the bathroom. "wow," luke mutters, in awe of what's in front of him. he glances back at me and a big grin is plastered onto his face, the tears that once stained his skin replaced with a smile. "can you believe we're here?" i ask, setting our bags down "no, it feels like a dream," he giggles, jumping onto one of the queen beds. "it's not a dream luke!" i laugh, jumping onto the bed beside him, tickling his stomach "stop, stop, stop!" he screams, giggling nonstop i let go of him and look out the window. our room overlooks the courtyard of the 4-star hotel. luke indulges in the coloring books on the desk while i unpack my suitcase. "lukeee," i groan, my back becoming sore from the heavy load "what?" he asks, not looking up from his coloring book "you're no help," i groan "sorry, i'm coloring my purple elephant," he giggles, turning to me with a pout "don't give me that!" i argue back, playfulness prominent in my tone "or what?" he sneers, pushing me over the edge "or i'll tickle you again," i warn, trying to keep a straight face "no!" he says, running to the other bed "hey, let's get ready to go out," "go out...where?" he inquires in a nervous tone "to brunch!" i reply, walking over to the bed and sitting down, taking his hands and resting them in mine. "no, i can't go out ashton. i'm too scared," he murmurs, his eyes glassy and his body tense "i understand, we don't have to go if you don't want to," i mutter he breaks eye contact with me and focuses on his lap. "luke, we can stay here if you want to," i say again, nudging his chin up with my knuckle he nods silently and scoots closer to my side "i would like that," he smiles softly, putting his head in the crook of my neck. i place a kiss to his scalp before wrapping my arms around him. "c-can we cuddle? i'm cold," he pleads, his big blue eyes going soft "of course, i'll order room service and we can eat and cuddle, maybe watch something on the tv yeah?" i ask, rubbing invisible circles into his palms he nods again and puts his head on my shoulder while i reach for the telephone.
ROOM SERVICE
our food comes quite quickly. luke finishes his plate within minutes, leaving me surprised. "someone was hungry eh?" i giggle, pinching him on the cheek "i guess i was, yeah," he giggles we push out plates onto the side of the table and get close to each other. i pull the duvet over us. the heat of his body on mine is comforting, almost euphoric. i wrap my arms around him, he slides down, putting his head on my chest. i reach for the tv remote and press the red button and the tv lights up. "what do you wanna watch?" "i dunno, i kinda just wanna cuddle with you," the blonde boy mutters "i'm good with that," i reply with a huge grin
LATER...
"ash, i'm starting to get hungry again," luke whines, playing with my honey-blonde hair "ok, we could go to a cafe maybe? we could walk down the champs élysée?" "yeah, that's sounds good," he nods, taking my hand the two of us leave our hotel room and head to the lobby to ask for directions.
TBC...
hi babies! i hope u enjoyed this chapter :) more is coming vv soon <3 i love u xoxo, -lu <3
