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“What about you and Ashton?”
Ah fuck, Luke should have known better than to assume he would have gotten out of this conversation scot-free. “What about me and Ash?” He shoots Michael a look that says please shut up, but of course, he doesn’t listen.
“Isn’t it the same situation with you and him? You guys are fucking too – don’t you even try and say you’re not – but you want it to be more.”
Hearing it said out loud is like an arrow through his heart: aim so true it’s impossible for it to do anything but hurt. He takes a deep shuddering breath, pressing down the lid tight on the box of emotions he’s labeled Property of Ashton Irwin: Do Not Touch.
“It’s just sex.” The words taste like sawdust coming off his tongue, but Luke can’t– isn’t ready to handle it yet. “That’s it.”
or, a story where Luke models, Ashton sings, and neither of them talk like they should.