【LukeWin】Orange Summer

The taxi stopped at the door of Luke's apartment, Win seemed to have sensed it, and sat up in a daze, still in a trance without expression.

Luke got out of the car first and tried to drag Win out of the car, but he didn't expect that the drunk Win was so strong that he refused to go out desperately and shook his head vigorously in the car.

"Here," Luke tried to reason with him, "get out of the car."

"My beanie is gone." Win whispered, unmoved.

Luke was stunned for a long time before he realized which word these three syllables represented, "...? You don't have a woolen hat, and it's still summer." He was stunned for a while, and then realized that the temperature in Thailand is like summer all the year round, Where can I use something like a woolen hat.

"That's right..." Win nodded slightly, and obediently got out of the car.

Luke finally breathed a sigh of relief, for a moment he forgot that Win's legs and feet were bad, half asleep and half awake, Win staggered and fell on his shoulder, unwilling to open his eyes.

Luke smiled and shook his head, helped Win into the apartment.

"I like...painting...do you know...?" Win's speech was not coherent at this time, which made Luke's heart flutter when he heard it.

"I don't know...sitting here..." Luke put Win on the low stool by the entrance and began to change his shoes.

"I've always wanted to draw a picture of...luke..." Win won't recognize Luke again, "I think my memory...is pretty good...remember everything It's very clear...but...only Luke's appearance is...very vague..."

Luke was just being a good listener, unaware of the blockbuster that followed.

"Why...? I obviously like him the most..."

Luke almost let go, he hurriedly put Win on the sofa, and began to pretend to be calm, "I'll get you clothes, sit still."

Win lowered his head, as if lost in thought again.

Luke's gaze stayed on him for a moment, then he turned and walked into his room, taking a set of gray pajamas.

It seems that I can't take a shower when I'm drunk, Luke thought, so he fetched a basin of water and got a new towel.

Walking into the living room, he met Shang Win's blurred eyes.

"You said...why...I like him so much...how could he not know..." Win asked innocently, looking straight at Luke.

Luke raised the corner of his mouth, put down what he was holding, and squatted in front of Win.

"He knows now."

He didn't intend to hide the unconcealable smile, but just looked at his beloved.

Accompanied by the lingering aroma of alcohol, the distance shortened for the last time, and at this moment can finally shrink to zero, they exchanged this long-awaited kiss.

Summer is just around the corner.

When he woke up the next day, Win was completely dazed.

Leaving aside how bad the hangover feels, where the hell am I! ?

He used to worry that it would be too embarrassing to be drunk in front of others, so he has always been afraid to drink too much.But I was in a good mood yesterday, and a few people came to persuade me to drink, and I had already drunk several drinks before I knew it.

Then unexpectedly got drunk.

After being drunk, the whole person becomes insane, and the paralysis effect of alcohol is magnified on him. The world in front of him seems to be wrapped in plastic wrap several times, and his thoughts have long been led to the horizon.

In the vague and fragmented memory, he seemed to be led out of the bar, got into the car, and then... undoubtedly... came here.

However, there is nowhere to follow the details. Win feels that his brain is short-circuited now, and it seems that it is still intact. In fact, the main processor has long been scrapped.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, sat on the bed and looked around the room.

The room is not too big, but it is connected to a huge balcony. The interior decoration is very simple, maybe a little too simple, and it can be called a frigid style.

Not only that, the whole room was tidy and tidy, Win suspected for a moment that he was sleeping in a model room, except for the sofa.

Win is used to not wearing glasses on weekdays, and now he saw a pile of things on the sofa, he didn't think much of it, and moved over to take a look out of curiosity.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, but it's fatal to see it. The real Luke, his... secret love, is lying on the sofa in front of him and sleeping soundly.

Win just remembered to check himself again, and found that none of his clothes was his own clothes, and his heart was ashamed.

This is also a crush on a ball! I have been seen all over by the other party. How embarrassing it would be if I confessed to him! If I was still rejected, wouldn't I be nailed to the pillar of shame!

After three seconds of serious thinking, student Win decided to run away.

He got out of bed to find his clothes, and tiptoed to sneak away.

Then...

"woke up?"

Win's shoulders trembled, he tidied up his smile and turned his head, "Yeah."

"There's a new set of toiletries in the bathroom, go wash them." Luke rubbed his messy hair, his face calm.

Win turned his head and saw that he was next to the bathroom.Fortunately, he thought, there was an excuse to cover it up.

He hurriedly responded, carrying his clothes into the bathroom.

The style of the bathroom is also similar to that of the bedroom, but with an irregularly shaped mirror, it looks a little more lively. Win turned on the faucet in the shower and waited for the water to warm up.

The hot water met the cold air, causing water mist to circulate in the narrow space, and the mirror inlaid with gold rims was gradually covered with a layer of mist, reflecting figures indistinctly.

Win finished washing hastily, which made him feel too weird, and he hadn't turned the corner just now, so he could only wash his hands in a hurry while letting the feelings and thoughts scratch his heart and lungs.

Luke was obviously not there at the time, how did he know that he was drunk and came to pick him up again?

What kind of relationship do they have?

Ordinary friends don't seem to be appropriate enough, but as a lover, they haven't reached that point yet, Win knows what he wants, so... what kind of feelings does Luke have for him?

He was thinking, his soul was out of his body, and he brushed his teeth absently.

So he didn't realize the figure at the door.

Luke walked towards Win slowly, perhaps because the footsteps were inaudible, or maybe the mirror did not fulfill its due responsibilities, but he still did not attract the attention of the other party.

Being so close, Luke can even smell the faint scent of shampoo in Win's hair.Without hesitation, Luke put his arms around Win.

Win's soul returned to his head in an instant, but he still sent out error messages chaotically.

This is a dream... This kind of thought flashed in Win's mind, it's time to wake up...

Luke lowered his head and buried it on Win's shoulder. Win's hair was still wet, and the steam rubbed against his cheek.

"What are you thinking..." The tip of his lips touched the pinna, Luke's words brought Win back to reality, "Brush your teeth well."

Win felt himself blushing in disappointment.

Who can stand this?How does this make people brush their teeth well?

"Why...hug me..." Win felt that he was about to lose his ability to speak, the words just now were still echoing in his ears, the combination of the hoarseness in the middle of the voice and the usual deep voice made him suffocate.

Luke relaxed his hands a little, and moved his cheeks closer, "I don't know who confessed to me last night, but this morning he didn't even let me hug..." He nodded with a smirk, and looked at Win, "Yes no?"

Win's thought palace collapsed in an instant, and those little thoughts of thinking before and after were also wiped out.

He... confessed his love to Luke yesterday...?

Uncontrollably shocked, Win turned his head abruptly, and touched the foam from the corner of his mouth to the tip of Luke's nose, "Really...?" He couldn't accept this fact for a while.

"Of course," Luke raised his hand to scrape off the foam, wiped it on the tip of Win's nose, and smiled happily, "If you want to know what you said, I don't mind saying it again."

Win felt that something was wrong with his face, it was red all the time as if he had a fever, he rinsed his mouth in a panic, wiped the foam from the corners of his mouth and the tip of his nose, hesitant to speak.

"What do you want to say?" Luke seemed to smile a little more happily.

"Then you... promised me...?" Win lowered his head a little bit shyly, he knew he was only short of this answer.

"Ofcourse." Luke leaned forward and whispered in his ear, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "then...wearing my clothes all night...paying interest...Little thief .”

The heat exhaled by the other party was as difficult as the beating heart, but in an instant, both of them disappeared at the same time, and replaced by a light kiss on the cheek, a small interest.

Talking about money hurts feelings, but it doesn't.

Luke had already gone out to prepare breakfast, while Win was still standing in the bathroom, he washed his face with cold water, shook his head, and made up his mind not to drink alcohol from now on.

Alcohol hurts...

Breakfast is also simple style, salad bacon omelette, coffee orange juice toast.However, the aroma is overflowing, and they are neatly stacked on the table.

Win stepped forward to sit down cautiously, took a sip of orange juice, and didn't notice that the corner of Luke's mouth twitched.

"Don't you drink Americano?" Luke gestured with his eyes, "I remember you like it."

Win couldn't help but think of their meeting at the cafe, and smiled awkwardly, "Yeah...but I prefer orange juice..."

Win remembered something, and looked at Luke questioningly, "Don't you like it too? Why don't you drink it?"

There is no escape.

Luke scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "I actually...don't really like American style..."

"!!! Then why didn't you say it?" Win was a little sullen.

"I don't dare to say... Do you know how cute your expression is... How can I say it..." Luke lowered his head to admit his mistake, and finally raised his eyes to observe Win to confirm his expression.

The feng shui took turns, but now it was Win who was embarrassed, and the anger just now was not vented, but was blocked by shyness, and steam could be seen on his face.

"Okay...forgive you..." Win lowered his blushing face and poked his fried egg.

"Then the orange juice is mine?"

"as you like!"

Seriousness didn't last long between them, and within three seconds, the two looked at each other and smiled like two idiots.

Summer has ushered in her end, but the story of people who love summer has just begun, just like the air-conditioning wind in the house is still blowing to its heart's content, regardless of the coming autumn outside the house.

They all love summer, but summer doesn't belong to them, summer doesn't belong to anyone.But they also both love each other, and this time they have each other and become each other's summer.