@ElderGod-yellowqueen
Lucas smiled and kissed him back. "No, it's me that doesn't deserve you."
Lucas smiled and kissed him back. "No, it's me that doesn't deserve you."
“We don’t deserve each other.” He said between kisses, “I can be a jerk.”
"N-no you're n-not. J-just i-impulsive." Lucas whimperedd and clutched in to him. "D-dont say t-that a-agin, please."
“I know, I know..” he breathed, “I’m just sorry it hurts you.”
"You're f-fine, I'm fine." Lucas got on his tip toes to kiss him again.
Bastian bent his head to kissed him back, burying his hand in Lucas’ hair again to hold him closer.
Lucas jumped up in his arms so it was easier to kiss him.
Bastian laughed, holding him up, “Mm, I didn’t go to work today.” He murmured, “All of my students told me they couldn’t make it.” He spoke when he could in between kisses.
Lucas grinned, gripping his hair. "So y-you g-get to s-stay with m-me?" He wrapped his legs around his husband
“I do!” He chuckled, pulling away to talk more “But if you wanna go to the gym with me, I definitely wouldn’t oppose. I could teach you that fabric acrobatics.” He suggested, “I do need to practice today even if I didn’t teach. I didn’t practice yesterday.”
Lucas buried his face in his neck. "B-but I hate e-exercise." He whined. "C-can I j-just watch?"
“Yeah that’s fine..” he rested his hand on Lucas’ head, “A new boy joined my elementary school class yesterday. He’s absolutely adorable.” He chuckled.
Lucas smiled and clutched him tighter. He never wanted to let go of his husband. "Awe."
“Well, shall we go?” He sat up from the counter and struggled to walk out of the bathroom while still carrying his husband like a child, “You’re gonna have to get down eventually.”
Lucas shook hisnhead. "I dont w-want to l-let go." He mumbled stubbornly.
Bastian sighed, “Okay, we can go later.” He carried Lucas to the living room and collapsed back onto the couch.
Lucas giggled amd missed his cheek. "I love you." He saod with a grin
“I love you too.” He chuckled, “What do you want to watch?” He strained to reach for the remote.
Lucas shrugged. "Just nothing scary." He put his head on chest
“I know what you’re gonna say because I’ve asked this a million times, but…can we foster a kid?” He pointed the remote at the television to turn it on.
Lucas looked up so his chin was on his chest. "I don't know, its a lot of work. I dont tho k we can have a foster kid in an apartment either."
“Plenty of parents do it,” he shifted to a more comfortable position, “..My mom did it. Granted she didn’t raise me that well, but we aren’t single and bitter.”
Lucas moved so he laid in between his husband's legs. He traced circles on his chest. "I just, i-i dont k-know, I like h-having you all to m-myself.
“Yeah..” he murmured, resting his hand in Lucas’ back “What if it’s just for a little bit. We can see if it brings us together or pushes us away..”
Lucas sighed. "I'll t-think about it." He closed his eyes, breatging in his scent. He placed his ear over his heart
“Mm, thank you…” He grinned, “What time do you want to leave for the gym?”
Lucas shrugged. "Whenever." He murmured and turned to the tv
“Mkay.,” He said, setting the remote aside when he found an interesting channel about monster trucks. He preferred watching extreme sports as opposed to football or baseball. He once vowed to himself he would attempt dirt bike racing sometime when he had the chance.
Lucas sighed quietly. He didnt share the same interests as his husband. But he didn't say anything either. He was home mkst kf the time and was avle to watch what he wanted, so he would let his lover watch what he wanted.
“I think we should leave around five to get to the gym before it closes.” He decided, “Just maybe another half hour at home?”
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