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ASHTON COLOUR CARD IS UP!

Request: lol no I don’t get them

Member: The human kitten, aka Michael fucking Clifford.

Warning: smut,smutty,smut-smut.obviously, bad language. 

Setting: Michael goes out to a bar with the boys to celebrate the single release and spots Y/N from across the room. You chose michael as your meal for the night and things lead on from there.

A/N: I AM SO SORRY, I REALLY DONT LIKE THIS BUT I JUST WANTED SOMETHING POSTED. IT WAS RUSHED I KNOW. BUT IF YOU WANT A PART TWO , IT WILL BE WAY MORE DESCRIPTIVE. 

LIKE IT’LL BE IN MICHAEL’S P.O.V AND HOW HE FEELS WHEN HE WAKES UP AND SHIT

It was just meant to be a nice celebratory night out. Having a few drinks and a good time. Not everything goes to plan.

Michael’s pupils had dilated already and he had only been there around two hours. He’d downed 19 tequila shots, a glass of honey rum, gummy bear vodka and a few shots of caramel vodka. He couldn't care less, he was dancing all over the place, throwing his limbs around to attempt the macarana.

He was finally able to let go and relax,he deeded to. He had no idea what was going on around him but he knew he needed to stop drinking now. Michael hadn't eaten today, meaning he could end up sick. 

His ‘dancing’ was interrupted when he felt Luke tap his shoulder. He was holding a pint of water for him. Even though Luke was at a legal to drink in the UK, he didn't want to, he liked to watch people’s drunken disasters and be able to tell them about it in the morning. Luke lead Michael through the crowd and to the booth in the corner. 

“Drink, Mike” He smiled holding out the water for him. 

This happened a couple of times, Luke had slowly sobered him up a little bit. Michael was still a little bit drunk, but not a lot. 

In that time, you had arrived. Observing the people in the club, listening to heartbeats and smelling the delicious blood running through their veins. Your hunger was getting stronger. You had to choose someone quickly, otherwise the whole club would be a blood bath and you’d be done for. 

Your Y/E/C eyes scanned the room, searching until they landed on him. He was looking at you too. His eyes had a drunken sparkle to them, of course he wasn't that drunk any more. ‘He’ll do’ You thought as a smirk slipped onto your lips.You adjusted the hugging material of your dress before weaving through the crowd to meet the man at the bar. Michael’s eyes darkened as they raked your body. He was wearing a white ‘ sum 41′ t-shirt with black jeans. 

“ I like your shirt” You smiled.

This was the hardest part for you, socialising. Yes, you were a vampire but that didn't mean you were perfect at everything.

Michael chuckled softly and handed you a drink. You didn't know what it was but it couldn't have an effect on you anyway. You took a slow sip, your tongue darting out to lick your bottom lip after.

“ Shouldn't I be complimenting you on that dress” Michael’s lips twitched into a smirk as you slowly inched closer. 

“What this old thing?” A light laugh left your lips before you continued. “Are you here alone?” She hoped he was, she didn't want anyone filing a disappearance report. 

Michael shook his head, “ No, i’m here with my band mates. We’re celebrating the release of our single. “ He grinned. 

You observed the way his tongue wet his lips after each mouthful of drink. You really didn't want to do this, he seemed so sweet. 

“ Well, i’m Y/N” You leant in and pressed a lingering kiss onto his cheek, leaving a dark red lipstick mark. The moment your lips touched his skin, it ignited something in your bones.It was stronger than an electric current, you felt a sense of need. 

Michael introduced himself and proceeded to talk to you about his band and touring. Eventually, a tensional silence grew between the two of you. Michael wanted nothing more than to run his hands over your curves, he wanted cup your breasts in his hands and tease them. He didn’t know if it was the alcohol talking or the magnetic pull he felt towards you. 

His eyes ran over your body once more, his teeth biting his bottom lip hard. Michael leant in close to you, his warm breath hitting your ice cold skin.Your mind spun as you listened to next words that left his mouth.

“I really do like this dress,” He murmured. “But I think i’d like it better on my hotel room floor”

You had to go with him, it was your only chance to get him alone. As soon as you felt his soft lips attach to your neck, you closed your hand around his and dragged him though the building. Once you were outside, Michael pulled you past the boys. All of them looking at the two of you in shock. Michael never brought girls home. 

He lead you to the nearby hotel that he was staying at,he had the room key attached to a necklace so he didn't lose it. Once you were safely in the room with the door, locked you turned and gave a light push on his shoulder, making him sit on the edge of the bed. 

Your hands trailed down your stomach to grip the hem of your dress, “ Are you sure you want it on the floor?” Your voice came out in a seductive whisper.

Michael nodded eagerly, his eyed glued to your body as you began to slowly peel it up your body. You were teasing him and he knew it. You let your dress fall out of your hands and onto the floor, leaving you in black lace panties with a red ribbon weaved through them and a bra to match. You slowly flicked off your heels and stepped closer to Michael, standing between his legs.

“ So? Does it look better on the floor?” Your hands slid up his clothed thigh and to the slight bump in his jeans. 

Instead of answering, he let his lips trail up your stomach as he unhooked your bra. You closed your eyes and whimpered as you felt his calloused hands grip your breasts, his thumbs brushing over the hard nubs. 

Michael’s kisses travelled down to your pantie line, he used one hand to slowly drag them down your legs. Michael groaned slightly as he ran a finger through your wet folds. 

“You’re so wet..” He mumbled, amazed. 

He shifted down slightly and lifter your left leg to rest on the bed. You felt his lips brush your clit as his tongue teased your entrance, lightly licking around it. A moan escaped your mouth, you could practically hear the blood from his body rush towards his most sacred place. He sucked your clitoris through his lips and swirled his tongue around it before shifting back up. Your cold hands slid up his stomach, bringing his shirt with them. Once his shirt was off, you made a star on his jeans, tearing them off and throwing them on the floor. You slowly pulled his boxers down, widening your eyes as his length sprung up in front of you.

“You’re so big, Michael...” You smirked before straddling his lap. 

Michael gave you a cocky smile before he ran his hands up the smooth,pale skin of your thighs. He was still slightly intoxicated. Reaching a hand between you, you positioned his erection at your entrance. 

You sunk down slowly, groaning when he filled you. Michael’s head was tilted back, hit teeth were biting his bottom lip and his eyebrows were creased. 

“Oh my God, Y/N, you’re so tight!” Michael moaned as you began to lift your hips and sink back down again. 

Michael growled slightly as he rocked his hips up into you, pounding in and out like a piston. You couldn’t help the loud moans that spilled from your mouth. His hands began to grip tighter at your curved hips. Your back arched as you felt your orgasm just start to bubble in the centre of your core. Michael’s fingers trailed down to your bundle of nerves, he started to rub hard and fast, matching his thrusts and your hip movements. 

You gripped his shoulders tight as you felt your walls tighten and the knot in your stomach began to unravel. 

“Michael!” You shouted, his movements began to get sloppier.

“ Come with me, on the count of 3, Y/N!” Michael growled firmly.

You began to count down together, “1,2,” your head had fallen into the crook of his neck, your fangs piercing your gums and your eyes turning crimson. “3!” Michael continued.

As you both reached your highs, you tried to silence your scream by biting his shoulder. Michael’s blood seeped onto your tongue and you found yourself drinking. Michael shouted out in pain and tried to push you off. 

“What the fuck? Y/N ,stop!” Michael’s yells soon got quieter as his body fell back onto the bed.

You quickly wiped your mouth and rushed to get your clothes on. You felt so bad, he was so sweet to you and you felt connected to him. He had his dream career and a whole life ahead of him. You held two fingers to his neck, feeling his heart beat slow down rapidly.

“I can’t believe i’m doing this...” You mumble sadly as you lean down to sink your sharp teeth into his skin once more, injecting your venom. 

“I’m sorry, Michael” You whispered as you dressed him.

Sighing sadly, you wiped the blood from your lips and pressed a kiss to his forehead before leaving. 

What you didn’t know is that , you will be meeting again sooner than expected.

Vampire pt2

A/N: Part two! wooo! honestly i’m touched with the feedback of part one. I honestly have no idea if this will be smutty or not. Should i make it a series? Other requests will be done as soon as i have time. IF YOU WANT PART THREE JUST ASK!

Requested: YES! multiple anons requested a part two.

Member: Mikey again.

Part one

                         What if I say I’m not like the others.

Michael’s Point Of View

Every thing hurts. I’m in agony. My body feels like it’s on fire. I can open my eyes, or even move my limbs. As time passes, I try again and again to move my hands or anything really. Nothing’s working.

All of my senses seem more alert than normal, it’s bizarre. I can hear the boys talking in the hotel room next door!

“ Michael up yet?” That had to be Calum, I could hear the familiar pitches in his voice.

“ No, I’m not even sure if his lady friend is still there” Ashton answered, chuckling.

“ She left. You two were too pissed to notice when she passed us on our way back” That was Luke, he was the only sober one.

I roll my eyes behind my eyelids before focusing back on my hand, I need to move somehow.

After some time, I tried again. it worked! My hand moved! I opened my eyes, glad I could move again.There was a dull burning in the back of my throat, I was so thirsty.

Slowly, I sat up. I felt so aware, alert. Flashbacks of last night clouded my mind, my hand instantly shot to my neck. I felt two scabbed up punctures. I didn’t know what they were. Y/N can be human... I thought vampires only existed in twilight.

After shuffling to the bathroom,I noticed that my skin was pale. yes, my skin is naturally pale but this was paler than normal. I blamed it on the drinking, but it wasn’t that..

Looking into the mirror, piercing red eyes stared back at me making me nearly scream in terror. What the fuck has she done to me!? I thought. i’d hoped this was all a dream, but I knew it wasn’t.

My gums ached and throbbed, my canines seemed different when I ran my tongue along them. I raised my upper lip and opened my mouth, there they were... Two sharp fangs poking from my gums.

“Shit!” I screamed, my fist flying towards the mirror.

The mirror shards scattered into the sink. I needed to leave. I dressed quickly, all black, and pulled up my hood. I didn’t want to be recognised. I managed to sneak down to the lobby, black shades over my eyes.

I only hoped to god that I didn’t sparkle. Luckily, that shit is fake. I ran through the streets, the light making my skin burn. I needed to go somewhere darker, so I ran into the alley way.

The smell was horrid! Just like Calum’s dirty laundry. To say I was scared and freaked out was an understatement. I want to be human, because I know for sure that i’m not now!

The alley was a dead end but at the bottom was two people, one looked like a woman. She seemed familiar. Where do I know her? I thought. My thoughts were answered when she pinned the man against the wall. It was her, Y/N.

I ran towards them, surprised at how fast i could go. “Hey!” I shouted just as she was about to pierce his neck with her needle like teeth.

Her head turned in my direction, her cocky smirk turning in to a shocked gasp.

“Michael...Listen..i’m so-”  I cut off her sorry excuse with the best intimidating snarl I could manage. It still sounded like a fucking kitten.

“Go.” I demanded the poor man who was cowering in the corner.

Y/N sent him a deathly look and snapped at him to stay put.

“ Why did you do this to me, Y/N?!” I growled. “I thought you were a nice girl at the bar yesterday.

A look of guilt flashed across her face before her whole expression turned cold. “ Oh, Michael. Haven’t you heard? All the freaks come out at night” The evil smirk was back.

“That doesn’t tell me why!” I was frustrated, Angry.

“Our population’s down. simple as that. Have you fed, Michael?” The grin on her face didn’t falter as she looked at the poor, cowering man in the corner.

“Feed? you want me to drink blood?! are you insane?!” I snapped, her grin only widening.

“ Can’t you smell him? can’t you hear his pulse? His blood rushing through his veins? What about the burning Michael? It’ll stop..” She was playing mind games, the only thing wrong was that I was falling for them,.

As I stepped closer to the man, The nervousness that I was feeling disappeared. It was replaced by a need, a need for the liquid claret running through his body. My hand held the man in place as I dipped my head into his neck.

His blood smelt so enticing... so good. I let my fangs sink into his rough skin. A groan escaped my lips as I lapped at the bitter liquid falling onto my tongue.

I heard Y/N in the background. “Not all blood tastes like that, he’s is tainted.” Her voice was so smug.

I dropped the unconscious guy to the floor and looked at her. “ Happy? I did what you wanted. you turned me into a fucking monster, Y/N” my voice shook from anger.

“ No, you need to visit the council. I can take you. They need to see if you’re worthy enough of staying one of us” her eyes were narrowed at me, as if I was the one in the wrong.

It was silence for a few seconds before i plucked up the courage to ask what was on my mind “ And if i’m not?”

“ I get to kill you, Michael”

Sleep Talk

Requested: uh can I request a one shot where you're best friends with ash and you don't know he has a crush on you but you're not super close with the other guys but you fall asleep on Mike and ash tries to put you to bed but while you're all tired you cling to Mikey and say you love him and Mikey gets all flustered and ash is like oh okay :( -Anon

Type: No smut guys, sorry. Maybe some extreme fluff warning! 

Member: The ducking tease, Ashton.

A/N: Guys please don’t be shy, request some stuff. I’ve got a Michael,Luke and a part three to write and then i’m screwed. I was thinking of writing a Biker Michael au where he owns a harley davidson. My family are bikers so it should be really cool. Sorry if it sucks - JJ x

                                    Why is it so hard for her to realize?

Ashton’s P.O.V

Tonight was movie night. Every Saturday, that we were both free, Y/N and I would have our best friend movie night. We always watched crappy chick flix, I didn't mind. That meant that i’d have her all cuddled up to me her Y/C/H sprawled across my chest, that's the best part about movie nights. The only downside tonight.. was that we had three other people to tag along, Michael, Calum and Luke.

I’ve had a crush on Y/N for a few years now, i’m not even sure if it’s still a crush! When she emerged from my room, dressed in my shirt and a pair of her fluffy trousers like normal, I knew it wasn’t just a crush.

I gave a quick kiss to her forehead fore she sat down in between Mikey and I.

“ What are we watching?” She asked as she settled under the blanket that was draped over the three of us.

Calum looked over from his seat on the double chair and shrugged. “Luke wont tell us, he’s being an ass” 

Luke plopped down next to him and looked around, making sure we were all ready, he pressed play.  The opening title spread across the screen ‘ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Movie.' 

A little way into the middle, I looked over at Y/N. She yawned slightly and rubbed her eyes. I held my arms open slightly but she shook her head and cuddled into Michael’s shoulder. Y/N didn’t know the boys as much as we knew eachother. 

I raised my eyebrow in confusion, i felt slightly hurt. “Why?” I asked in a hushed whisper.

she replied with a quiet mumble, “ We always cuddle, plus Mikey is really comfy” 

Michael chuckled slightly before he wrapped his arm around her. Why? Why not me? He knows I like her!

Y/N had fallen asleep towards the end of the movie, as did Cal and Luke. Michael and I were the only ones awake. I sat up and tried to pry Y/N away from Michael. She batted me away and cuddled closer to Mikey.

“Y/N, come on. Let’s put you to bed” I whispered softly.

“No, Mikey’s warm.” She mumbled. 

I slipped my arms around her and gently tried to pull her away, but she clung on tighter. 

“Ash just leave her, I don’t mind” Michael shrugged.

“ No, she needs to sleep in a proper bed” I whispered sharply.

And no way in hell was I gonna let her stay cuddled up to Mikey. I tried to pry her away again by brushing her hair behind her ear and wrapping my arms around her.

“Leave me...” She snuggled back into him and began to fall back to sleep again. “Love you,Mikey” she mumbled. 

WHAT?! She barely knows him! Michael raised his eyebrows at me as a signal to calm down. His cheeks were flushed.

“Ash, you know she didn’t mean it like that. She doesn’t love me, she means as friends. Whenever she sees us she says it. You know that... You have to tell her that you love her soon.. before it is too late” He stood up, holding Y/N tightly so she didn’t fall and handed her over to me. “Go to bed.

With a swift not, I carried Y/N to my room. Luckily, my covers were always pulled back... or more like a jumbled mess. I gently set Y/N down on the bed and slid in next to her. That’s so much better. My hands played with her hair as she shifted her head onto my chest. Her eyes slowly fluttered open to look at me.

“Ash..Was Michael telling the truth?” She whispered, her hands panning my chest in comforting strokes.

This is it. now or never. I nodded slightly, my cheeks heating up. I was thankful that it was dark. 

“Yeah, he was. Y/N i’m sorry, I know you don’t feel the same but.. it’s just.. I haven’t fallen in love with you..i’ve fallen in love with you. By that I mean, Everything about you. The way your eyes tend to light up whenever you see that your favourite T.V show is on. The way you always care about other people before you. Y/N you are the only one who keeps me grounded. You drive me insane but I can’t help but love you for it.” I let out a puff of air.

 I dreaded her answer.I was so scared that she’d just get up and go. But her words shocked me and also made my fears disappear. 

“Oh,Ashton, I love you too!”  

Sorry, its bad and simple but I'm away for the week. So now you have Dark Angel Michael

Michael looks for condoms and finds something else

Taking requests

So...what do you think?

i tried to mess around with bruises and stitches. the stitches didn’t really work so i removed them. 

Should i attempt a fanfic based on this?

“Are you a stripper or something?” Ashton 

sorry about the mess up on the second image, the website went weird :/ 

Part two maybe? 

“She hit me first!” Calum 

Part two  part three  part four  

TEEN aWARDS

Whose going to be at the teen awards? Just curious. My two best friends were so cute and surprised me by buying me a ticket I can never thank them enough. I can't afford the higher price slfl tickets and the low price had sold out and I was crying so they were so so sweet and yeah

“she hit me first” calum pt 2

Part one   part three  part four

“ What the fuck is a ‘home skillet’?” Michael

this was lots of fun..

requests for texts are open

i feel like this is over crowded with the bring me the horizon umbrella logo.. thoughts?

i’m not keen on this..

IT CAME TODAY

ooohh shits gone down. 

“She hit me first “ calum part three!! wooo!

Part 1  Part 2  Part 4

part four anyone?

Just because i love you guys.. 

AWKWARD LUKE!

“ #Keepthebeardluke” Luke

Please please please excuse the first images contact name, i forgot to change it on the website i used.

ANYWAY! DADDY KINk ASHTON!

“thanks satan” Ashton

Not so bad boy (Luke)

I didn’t expect it to be this long but i got carried away.

no smut, sorry.

i don’t know how to describe this.. 

He was always there, standing at the same corner day after day. He always wore black, ripped, skinny jeans and a leather jacket; those seemed to be his signature look. His hair was once a bright blonde but ,over his teen years, it slowly darkened to a deep, dirty blonde. The teen hadn’t shaved in a few days, so small dark blonde hairs littered his jaw,chin and parts of his neck. His face was always covered in cuts and bruises, fresh , most likely done that day. He always held his electric vape in his hand, occasionally sucking in the condensed liquid.

I saw him everyday, I never realized I did until he and his friends weren’t there one day. A small frown etched it’s way onto my lips, I always found it hot when he rose the vape to his pierced lip. Well that’s my entertainment for the day gone.. I thought, dryly. Maybe he went home, it is nearly one o'clock in the morning.. A voice in the back of my mind reminded me. 

My body was drenched head to toe, the weather obviously not on my side. I let out a breath of relief when I realized that I was nearly home, that was until I got stopped.

A gruff man in a florescent jacket held his hand up to stop me from walking any further. “Excused me miss, this road is closed.“

A long groan left my lips as I turned on my heel. I hated this part of town, it’s always so creepy. It’s known as the ‘Gang’ part of town, where all the stabbings, dealings, shootings ect happen. 

I began my detour, in the pouring rain, constantly looking around me. I feared this part of town, i’ll admit that, but in that moment what I feared more was the limping figure emerging from the shadows. The person was a male, his jacket clad right arm held onto his left shoulder and his right should was pressed against the wall for support. 

I didn’t know whether to help or run, he was clearly injured and struggling. He moved into the light of the street lamp. My hand flew to my mouth on a worried gasp as I saw who it was,The boy from the corner, rushing over to his side immediately. 

My bag slipped from my fingers as I took his bloodied arm and slipped it around my shoulder, “Here, let me help” I murmured, feeling his eyes now on me. 

He said nothing as I quickly picked up my bag, he was silent apart from the grunts and groans of pain leaving his swollen and battered lips. 

As we neared my apartment, he stopped and slumped against the wall, defeated, “i’m sorry, my house is just down this road. Do you need an ambulance? Can you walk that far?” My mind was in overdrive as I took in just how bloody he was.

He winced as he held up a hand to silence me. “ No, I can make it” he mumbled.

At that we began to walk again, my arm around his back, supporting him. I helped lower him into the porch swing as I dug around my purse for my keys, being started when he suddenly spoke up. “I’m L-Luke” He breathed unevenly,his head was tilted back and his eyes were screwed shut. 

After unlocking your door and flicking the lights on you turned to him, ready to help him again. “Well, Luke, we need to get you cleaned up” 

Luke looked so weak and vulnerable, he didn’t look like the same cocky lad that I see on the corner everyday. 

After setting Luke on the couch, I proceeded to help him remove his spoiled leather jacket. A loud gasp left my lips as I saw what was embedded into his shoulder. 

“Luke, this needs hospital treatment! I need to get yo-”

“No, no hospital, go and get a first aid kit or if you have a medical cupboard, anything you can find. “ He cut me off desperately.  

“But i dont know how to do thi-”

“I’ll talk you through it” His eyes looked pleading, so I got up and rushed to my medical cupboard.

My god mother was a surgeon, so I have everything from scalpels to stitches.I grabbed everything I had before rushing back to Luke. 

“Now, get a bowl of warm water” his struggled words hung in the air as he then realized that i never told him my name.

“Y/N, my name is Y/N” I said as I walked to the kitchen to grab a plastic bowl. 

I filled the bowl with warm water and walked back, kneeling down infront of the boy on my couch. 

“ G-grab the tweezers and carefully pull the metal out” He softly instructed. 

He must of seen the uneasy look on my face because he picked up the tweezers and placed them in my hands, my skin lighting up like a bonfire as our skin touched. 

I hesitantly lifted the cold metal to his skin, I began to gently pull the metal shards from his wound, flinching when he hissed in pain. 

“Good, you did good. Now dab the cotton tubes into the warm water and try and clean the blood.” He whispered, his eyes closed. “this may help,” he grunted as he carefully, struggling along the way, pulled off his shirt. 

His smooth,pale stomach was covered in harsh, purple bruises. After wetting the cotton tube, I gently dabbed his wound. Every time a wince or a groan left his perfect lips I stopped. Luke guided me through using the medical glue and stitches before I went to retrieve a cold pack for his stomach.

“Luke, what happened? Everyday, when I see you on that corner, you have bruises and cuts all over you..” I trail off as my eyes drift up to his.

“I.. It’s better if you don’t know…” He whispered as I lightly dabbed at his pierced lip with a cotton tube, cleaning the blood off.

I sighed and continued the same process on his eyebrow this time, having to use the glue and stitches to heal the deep gash. 

“ Did you want a shower? I’m sure I have some of my brothers clothes that would fit you and I could wash yours and sew up the rips?” My voice came out small, almost shy.

Luke’s hand brushed a few stray hairs away from my reddened cheeks as he murmured, “Thank you, Y/N. That’d be great.” The corner of his lips turned up slightly.

I helped him to the bathroom, as he was limping, before walking to my room to rummage though my chest of draws. I found my brothers old skinny jeans and sweaters so I grabbed a pair of blue jeans and a grey sweater. Walking back to the bathroom, I knocked before placing the clothes and a towel outside the door. 

I never expected today be so stress full. Looking down, I noticed that my clothes were still soaked from the rain, small droplets falling from my hairline down to my chin. After picking up Luke’s shirt and jacket from the living room I passed the bathroom, stopping when I see the clean clothes replaced with the rest of his dirty clothes. 

After emptying Luke’s pockets and placing the objects on top of the shelf, I stripped down to nothing and threw my clothes into the machine as well. I slipped on some underwear from the clean pile and began looking for some warm clothes to wear. 

Just as I opened the laundry room door to exit, having gotten dressed, I saw Luke emerge from the bathroom. He looked so cuddly in the massive sweater, my brothers jeans were a bit too big on him but the blue suited him. Luke turned around to meet my eyes before they drifted to what I was wearing; comfy thigh high socks, grey pj shorts and a huge Fall Out Boy sweater. 

He smiled, almost fondly, and pointed to my sweater. “ I like your sweater”

Luke and I ate and chatted but the chatter soon fell into silence when I brought in the sewing kit and his freshly dried clothes. He sat on my couch, his vape between his pink lips as he watched me curiously. 

He blew out his smoke, his head facing away from me, and inched closer. 

“So how do you do it?” He asked quietly.

“Do what, this?” you asked as you mended the material of his shirt.”It’s easy” I smiled as I handed him his clothes, all mended and clean.

After that night, I still saw Luke everyday. He always turned up at my doorstep to fix his wounds, but this particular night he wasn’t hurt physically, so i was confused when he turned up on my doorstep one night. 

“Luke what are you doing he-” I was cut off by his arms wrapping around me, his head nuzzling into the crook of my neck.

In the two weeks that i’ve known him now, I know that he isn’t one for being cuddly. 

“Just, please tell me everything will be okay” He whispered brokenly, the crack in his voice causing my heart to break. 

“Oh Luke..” I mumbled sadly as I stroked his hair. 

He was wearing the clothes I gave him, the ones that made him look so tiny. I lead him into the living room and sat on the sofa. No words were spoken as Luke lied his head into my lap and hugged my thighs. 

“I don’t know what to do, Y/N. I’m feeling things i’ve never felt before and I don’t know how to handle it” He mumbled. 

“ what do you mean?” I asked softly as my fingers dew pattens on his back.

“ I think i’m in love” He murmured, his eyes half closed.

“With you” he whispered faintly before letting sleep take over him.