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And it's disappointing really, that even though Luke observed Ashton in such detail, he missed the signs that indicated Ashton's biggest secret

*****

Holy shit. Holy motherfucking shit.

Luke was not ready for this. There should've been some warning, maybe a huge ass sign that said "prepare your self Hemmo, your ovaries are about to explode". That would've been very helpful. Cause Luke wasn't expecting this. He really wasn't.

And now, he doesn't know what to do. He does need to find whoever gave Ashton the right, because really, it's not ok. Where are Luke's pants? No fucking clue, cause he was not prepared for this.

And it wasn't the fact that Ashton posted the picture at 3am that had him shaken to the core. It was the fact that his hair was dyed. Black.

Again, holy shit. Holy motherfucking shit.

Luke practically died right then, because hell, he was not expecting the inky black to look so damn attractive in Ashton's hair either. The red was hard enough to deal with, but this....it contrasted against his skin, but perfectly complimented his style.

It was so damn perfect and so damn sexy. Luke just stared at the picture for a long moment, taking in every shiny strand of gelled back hair, every sharp cut in his face, and every speck of colour in his hazel eyes. He was mesmerized by the bits of orange and specks of brown and green. Luke stared longingly at the small ring in his ear, and he imagined himself tugging and nipping at it as his hands trailed over Ashton's body.

Luke had accumulated a string of saliva, and his mouth was no longer functioning, as it just opened and closed as he mumbled incoherent words.

"Feeling like a demon again"

Ashton could ask Luke for anything and Luke would willingly hand it over. His soul, his firstborn- anything.

Luke finally liked the picture and hovered over the comment section, before deciding against. His phone shuts and he tries to forget the gorgeous pictures of Ashton in his feed, and he does momentarily, before they invade his dreams as well.

*****

Luke wakes up, sweating, hard and sticky in his cum stained shorts. He'd had a dream. An amazing, yet embarrassing dream. It had been so vivid that Luke was actually surprised when he woke up alone. He swore he could remember the feel of Ashton's cool hands and the breathy moans.

Luke shudders at the thought and removes himself from his bed, before hearing the numerous notifications on his phone. The first few all ask where the hell he is, because they were supposed to meet for breakfast 30 minutes ago. Luke quickly makes up an excuse, something about his lack of sleep, and coordinates where to meet the boys in an hour.

He pulls himself out of his dirty clothes and turns on the shower. The steam slowly fogs up the bathroom, and he catches sight of his naked body in the mirror. Ever so slowly, does Luke begin to slowly trail his hands down his chest. He tweaks his right nipple with one hand, and lets the other gently caress his v-line. He traces it, before finally stroking himself.

Luke's breath hitches and he shuts his eyes. After another slow stroke he gets inside the shower, leaning back against the cool tile wall.

Needless to say, he orgasmed harder than he had in a long time, all while screaming Ashton's name.

*****

He met up with the others around 45 minutes later, when they were sitting on the empty stage, eating Panda Express. Luke, who's skipped his breakfast slipped between Drew and Calum, and began to enjoy the sushi.

The small talk went through one ear and left through the other, cause Luke was paying more attention to Ashton instead. His hair was twice as gorgeous in real life, and his dark choice of clothing and lighter skin accented it well.

As they begun to finish and disperse, Matt nudged Luke and asked if he would like to grab some ice cream. Luke nodded and made a move to ask Ashton and Michael, who were the only others left when Matt cut him off, saying the more of 5sos that was out, the more chance of mobbing there would be.

Matt even said he'd introduced Luke to a friend later. His friend was great, and was a fan of Luke as well.

And stupid little Luke believed just that.

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Luke let out a loud laugh, squeaking near the end. Matt was an insanely funny dude, who Luke was glad to get to know better. Luke let out another string of giggles, nearly walking into a streetlight, but Matt's friend Jacob quickly maneuvered him around it. Jacobs hand rested on Luke's ass a little to long, but Luke brushed it off, and carried on.

The trio bought their ice creams, and Luke couldn't resist purchasing Ashton a large cookie, knowing about Ashton's sweet tooth. the cookie was wrapped in a sheet of holographic cellophane, and tied with a silky ribbon, leaving Luke rather proud of his choice of desert. He gripped it in his hand, and suggested they head back. Jacob and Matt agreed, Jacob asking if he could talk to Luke once they returned. Luke agreed, somehow missing his scandalous stares and hand that touched him far to privately.

Once they'd returned, Luke places the cookie on the side table, where he knew he'd remember to give it to Ashton. Matt had left, so he seated himself, and watched confused at Jacob sat down beside him, knees touching Luke's.

"Luke, I think I'm bi"

Wow, that was a little blunt. Luke tries not to looks surprised, so he immediately gives Jacob a hug.

"That's great! I'm glad you're able to tell me. Have you told anyone else yet?"

"I-no. The thing is Luke, I can tell. I can tell you're gay and want to fuck. I'm even sexier than you are, and I know you haven't been able to resist me. You've been undressing me with your eyes the second we met. Let me fuck you good baby"

Luke just stares at him, blankly, before Jacob pushes him back and kisses him. Hard. Luke feels disgusted. He tries to shove him off, but it doesn't work. Jacobs touch seems to burn and everywhere his hands touch Luke, Luke cries out, hating the feeling. It felt like dirt and grime filled every hand print. Luke lets out muffled screams and tries to push away, but he's trapped under Jacobs weight.

He kisses down Luke's neck, and aggressively palms his crotch, hurting Luke badly. Luke lets our broken sobs, tears falling from his face, praying for anyone to save him. Luke feels Jacobs grip tighten on his wrists and the pale skin begins to bruise.

His pants are unbuttoned and he feels Jacob stroke him and squeeze him through his boxers painfully hard. It does anything but pleasure him. Luke cries out again, before feeling Jacobs weight fly off of him, and another strong pair of arms scoop him up. They're not hurting him though, they're comforting and warm, and he feels a pair of hands zip up his pants, and rub his wrists and wipe his lips and neck.

Luke lets his eyes fall to Jacob who's on the floor, and Matt who's screaming profanities and slapping him hard. Matt drags him out the door, and Luke finally brings his attention to Ashton.

He's startled at first, seeing Ashton's sleeve pressed up against his nose, deep crimson blood dripping and soaking his sleeve.

"Ash"

Ashton claims he's fine, saying that Jacob threw a fine punch, and asks Luke how he is. Luke feels his face flush and more tears burn. Ashton hushes him and strokes his hair, before helping Luke up and guiding him to the shower.

"Take a nice, long wash yea? You'll feel less dirty and much better"

Ashton gives him a tight hug, and kisses his shoulder, leaving Luke feeling better.

*****

True to Ashton's demand, Luke showers for a solid 2 hours, scrubbing himself red. He finally feels clean enough, and finds the courage to step out of the shower. Ashton is sitting with Matt, who immediately breaks Luke's ribs and most likely punctures his kidneys in the processes.

He mutters out apologies and Luke genuinely forgives him. Matt notes this and leaves Luke and Ashton alone. Ashton looks comical, with rolls of gauze shoved up his nostrils.

Luke can't help but feel guilty, for not reacting faster and defending himself. He apologizes profusely and Ashton waves him off, saying it was his fault, for not being there.

And somehow, Luke's heart swells, knowing Ashton cared so fucking much. Luke catches sight of the cookie and presents it to Ashton, who's face lights up, eyes shining in excitement.

He unwraps the baked good, and hands Luke a large piece as well, smiling in excitement as he devoured it. The two enjoy the soft cookie filled with silky chocolate, and just in general enjoy each other's company.

Luke was so fucked up.

He wanted Ashton, but after what Jacob had done to him, he felt horrible to thinking of Ashton in such ways, knowing Ashton would never give his consent.

Luke was a bit hurt, deep down, knowing he couldn't deny his sexuality much longer. He was apparently gay. Or bi. Or Irwin-sexual. Whatever the hell he was, was far, far from straight.

Luke noticed Ashton's sudden discomfort, and the way his hands twitched as if he was restraining himself. Before Luke can say much more, Ashton runs out, and Luke shrugs it off.

He really shouldn't have.

*****

"Mikey! Cal! You guys goo-WHAT THE FUCK"

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