Ashton always felt that something wasn't right in Luke's relationship. Everybody thought it sounded crazy, until it didn't.
Or when Ashton started to notice the little things, while Luke was secretly falling apart.
[lashton with a side of malum]
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-Ashton-
"Good afternoon, sleepy head." I said to my housemate, as I was reading a book in the kitchen.
"Stop shoutingggg!" He complained once in the room, hand covering his forehead.
I rolled my eyes. "Aspirin is on the counter."
He looked at me for a second. "Thanks."
"Mmh." I barely answered, getting back to my reading as he grabbed the bottle of medicine.
He swallowed two pills with some water before taking a seat across me. I could feel him watching my every move, but I didn't seem to budge.
"You're mad." He stated, making me look up to him.
"I'm not mad." I vaguely responded.
"You are, and you have every right to be. I'm sorry." I could see his hands slowly starting to shiver. "I didn't mean to get wasted, I-"
"I know you're sorry." I tried to keep my cool. "What happened? You don't usually drink."
"I know, um-" He nervously sighed, playing with his fingers. "Everyone was drinking a lot, I just wanted to blend in. I didn't want them to think I'm a loser."
"Yeah, because puking everywhere made you look super smart." I sarcastically answered, glancing back at him.
His body slightly shrunk, as he tried as hard as possible to avoid eye contact by bowing his head to the ground. I took a deep breath, putting my book aside.
He knows he's in the wrong, and I do not want to add on to that.
"It's alright." I tried to comfort him, placing my hand on his. "Just don't let it happen again, okay? Especially when I'm at work."
"It won't, I'm sor-"
"Stop apologizing, I said it's fine."
He quickly lost his stiff posture, now showing a slow smile that I gave back.
"Do you want anything to eat? Some coffee?" I suggested, getting up.
