After a repenting moment in the coffee shop, Luke decides to leave, bearing in mind the afore regrets nevertheless. It's undeniably painful to watch someone so dear to you, whom which you came to love, rejected you. Although it's obvious in the beginning that he is indeed taken, giving the fact of last night love making sessions yet remorse never fails to overwhelm, of something that was never in his grasp in the first place.

Having to say goodbye to Jamie, the guy hints a slight disappointment in his eyes which couldn't make things any better. Luke walks away without looking back, today had been a bad day for sure, a sense of delirium suddenly over crowds his sensibility as he walks down the slope, making him stumbles here and there. He sure did drink a couple of bears after that hard on cup of coffee, Jamie joined him too, but he somehow lost count of his drink number, it mustn't be that much considering him hadn't fallen over at the middle of the darkened street yet.

Now that he thinks about it, a medium sized alley over shrouded in uncertainty of a ticking midnight is sure to be scary now isn't it? However, may be just a little bit, a tiny feel of cozy consolidation midsts him in slight confusion yet he carries on nevertheless. Luke'd rather walk and not like he has enough money anyway. His steps scrape the small crumbles of rocks down the road, the grazing sound brushes into his consciousness, the only sound crowding by a surprising silence. Moving forth each by each, seconds and minutes pass, the more he feels as if his sensible mind is tipping off, leaving to his primal brain controlling his repeating movements, his arms sway but the cold numbs the tips of his fingers and frosty air softly caresses the behind of his ears, he twitches each time. Now that 20 minutes pass, not that he had known so far, Luke now reached a state of complete oblivion to his surroundings, not even when a shaken figure hesitates to approach his lifeless body, only when a small yank of his sleeves pull him out of his emptied mind. Luke turns around, dumbfoundment strikes him where lover boy teary eyes catch that of stupidity of his, it was until a while that he raises his voice, small whimpering escape that beautiful clench lips of his.

“T-the cab left me...” he says so, sweetly

“....”

Luke can feel the tightening grip on his sleeves and drip of tears about to fall from that reddened eyes.

“Why?” he utters,

“I-I didn't have enough money, he kicked me out.”

Now that you mention it, it seems like that black fluttering object at the corner of his visions when he headed for that hard on cup of coffee as lover boy left was really his wallet. Luke had expected so but the alcohol deluded his thinking.

“I-It's dark.” Lover boy whispers, trying to held in his cries.

Luke now turns around facing lover boy.

“How long have you been standing here?”

“...-lover boy takes in a deep breathe – About 20 minutes.”

“Ah – almost a helpless gasp from him – I don't have enough money.” he says

“I left my wallet.” surely enough, Luke's not even sure if the cab is still available nearing midnight. He never called one at this kind of time before, his fingers brush his dried hair, they moves down, take hold of his nape.

“If you don't mind walking.”

“It's okay.”

“I'm sorry...really.”

“....” no reply from lover boy, at least he calmed down, that fuels Luke's worries even more. He removes his jacket and wrap them around lover boy's shoulder, he gladly wears it though the sleeves are a bit long on him. 

They carry on.

Throughout the dim alley, powering with old wired lamp posts, things sure are creepy. Covering their sides are fences and stretches beyond them are just utter darkness, one couldn't imagine anything more horrifying than this, a perfect murder dumping ground. While walking, Luke, not forgetting to check on lover boy once in a while. His eyebrows furrowing themselves further more, though his figure is cracking of cold breezes, the growing uneasiness bothers him than anything as lover boy walks in haze.

“You cold?” Lover boy seems to regained his steady voice, speaks.

“No, no I'm fine.”

“At least that's what you deserved for kissing me.”

“Hah”

“But I'm feeling guilty you know, here.” Lover boy stretches out one side of the jacket, stopping his walks.

Luke looks back, overwhelms with awkwardness.

“No, no really I'm fine.”

“C'mon, I'm like a baby in here.”

Regarding heights, Luke is slightly taller than lover boy a few inches or so, but he has a broader build than lover boy, so the idea of them sharing one jacket while walking isn't that tricky.

While staring into lover boy's determined eyes, Luke complies. They proceeds forth while sharing a jacket, each on one side, being uncomfortably close, at least to Luke. The guy stops checking out lover boy then, his confused mind focuses on the side walk instead, finding this ridiculously foolish.

It was after a while, a convenient store brightens their mind a little bit.

“Care for a snack?” Luke nudges lover boy.

“Sure,” he nods slightly

Though most things are with consequences, comparing the cold wind outside, the frosty air of the air condition freezes their limbs to immobility. Lover boy quivers increase more and more, he then removes himself from the comfort of the jacket however and heads for the sweets aisle. Luke looks behind him, struck with speechlessness as lover boy walks away. He then looks back at the counter, the lady couldn't care less, she flips her magazine indicating so. Luke carries forth to the instant ramen station.

Minutes pass and each find themselves carrying both a basket full of one brand food, yet for lover boy is sweeten candy bars and pockies. For Luke, on the other hand is instant ramen of course. They quite stunt at their opposites resolve for hunger, they both then laugh it off.

Heading for the counter, the lady stands up immediately at their presence, baskets were place and the machine beeps continuously so forth, but it's not like the middle age lady ever gives a shit. Her uninterested gaze follows an awkward silence, upon receiving their change, without another word. Both lover boy and Luke makes their way out of the mini store. Lover boy instantly rips out a bag of crisps, and chew it to his heart content, a slight smile reveals through his dried lips. Luke stands behind, raises his voice,

“Hey!” and stretches out one side of the jacket, smiling also.

Lover boy replies in silent but he isn't making a bad face either, he joins then the comfort of bodily and fabric warmth. And they proceeds to the end of the valley.

Contrast to the dark monochrome of midnight, the main street was over crowded with jamming lights and bright noises, people laughing and smiling, accompany each other both in consent and inappropriate gropes. The red light of cars and pinkish to purple blue store signs blend in significance, blind folding the sensible mind with overpowering light waves. Coming directly all together, the eyes seem to be confuse leaving blind spots as the street bearing cars horning at each other. Lover boy finds himself confused and delirious at the colors shoving down his vision. Within reality, this is a dangerous situation, cars one by one are passing illegally and driven to exhaustion after a half hour of walks, only to let his frontal cortex lies in waste, his primitive brain takes over, one simple miscalculation would be fatal. However it doesn't seem that he's aware, fazes in a drug like hallucinations. Minutes prior of absolute blackness, an unexpected force grasps his cold hand, yanking it to the side walk safely. It was Luke. Resting in safety at the corner of the street, the burning heat from Luke hand transmits to his frozen limb, as if a smooth river runs through continents of beating hearts and breathing lungs, arising this feeling of fervency. Slight tightening of his grip, Luke's tender touch vibrates through lover boy's apparent mind. They proceed nevertheless, in feverish pants.

****************

“ Hey.” Luke lifts up his head, his palms rest on his knees, crouching on his stomach, still panting heavily though now that they arrived home, he waits on lover boy's reply.

Lover boy remains silent, yet he follows Luke's heating gaze, lifts his head up and pants, crouching on his stomach as well.

Luke then takes a bag from his plastic, the nowaday well known Mr.doggie, it's biscuits with a dog shape imprint on it, and it's flavor chocolate too, one of the most preferred.

“....Why?”

“As...an apology for earlier...”

The corner of his lips crooked into a adore smile, he then gladly take the bag.

Lover boy straightens his spine up, retaining his good posture.

“Good bye.” he says and walks straight to the opened elevator. Luke hasn't regain his breathe yet, he stays there, while watching lover boy’s back as his vision fade away. He turns around and again, smile happily as the door shuts completely his image.

Luke then heavily lets himself go, his limbs fall leaving him lying on the dirtied ground (well not really that dirty). His pants became gasps of happiness and then giggles, he stands up then, ignoring the whispering of his afore actions. He afterwards approaches the second elevator as well, eluding his contentment behind a block of metal.

Btw guys, I just drew a reference pic for this :) check it out on lover boy's illustrations. Thank you for reading my work /> <> </ /> <> </ /> <> </