(I may have written this while on vacation in serious need of a writing fix after going 2 weeks not writing anything... kinda got a little longer than 1 sentence, haha)
For the prompt glasses
Luke awoke in the morning, his eyes feeling heavy and sore and itchy. And he couldn’t even open them when he tried. Trying not to wake Reid, Luke crawled out of bed, making his way to the bathroom with his eyes closed, walking slowly with his arms reaching out to feel the way in front of him. Once he made it, he found the tap and turned the water on, beginning to rinse his eyes out.
Managing to open them, he looked into the mirror and saw that his eyes were red, puffy and crusty. He realized right then that he’d caught pink eye from his little brother, who got it from some kid in his class. “Great,” he muttered to himself as he splashed more water into his eyes.
He headed back into the bedroom and plopped down on the bed, which did end up waking Reid.
Reid looked to the clock and saw the time. “You’re up early.”
“I have pink eye,” Luke told him.
Reid sat up and got Luke to face him. “Yeah. You do.”
“Didn’t need a doctor to tell me that,” Luke said, reaching up to rub his eyes, which were itching like crazy.
However, Reid grabbed Luke’s hand before it got to his eyes. “I don’t think so. You’ll only make it worse.” He looked into Luke’s eyes again and asked, “Did you sleep in your contacts?”
“Yeah,” Luke answered.
“Well, get them out and put your glasses on.”
Luke frowned slightly. He hadn’t worn his glasses in a long time, not since he’d gotten his contacts years ago. However, he really didn’t want to make things worse, or disobey his own personal doctor’s orders. So, with more care than usual, he removed his contacts, tossing that particular pair out.
And then he had to try and find his glasses. He could hardly remember where he’d put them it had been so long. It didn’t help that he didn’t really want to open his eyes at that moment. “You gonna help me look for my glasses?”
Reid then rolled over onto his stomach and reached out, opening a drawer on the bedside table next to Luke’s side of the bed. “They’re right here.”
“Oh,” Luke mumbled, retuning to the bed. With some reluctance, he grabbed the case and opened it, setting it down as he took the glasses out. When he put them on, he felt an uncomfortable weight upon his face. Yeah, there was a reason he liked his contacts far better.
“Wow,” Reid breathed out.
“What’d you say?”
“Was that out loud?” Reid asked.
“Yeah,” Luke said, pushing the glasses up his nose, sure they were already beginning to slip.
“Well… it was a good wow,” Reid told him.
“I don’t believe you.”
“When do I ever say anything I don’t mean?” Reid asked him with a little quirk of the brow.
“Never,” he answered. “You really think they look good?”
“They look really good,” Reid said.
Luke grinned, then pushed his glasses up again, something he didn’t think he’d have to do again since getting his contacts. “Maybe I should get pink eye more often, then.”
“No, don’t do that. Just wear these more often,” Reid replied, finger brushing the arm of the glasses. “I can’t remember the last time I saw you in them… I’d forgotten just how good you looked with them.”
“You saying I don’t look good now?”
“Well, with your crusty ass red eyes…” he trialed off, grinning.
“Hey!”
With Luke in a little better mood, Reid suggested they get Luke some eye drops and some more rest… and then made him promise that, once he was completely recovered, he’d wear those glasses more, out of bed and in.
For the prompt glasses
Luke awoke in the morning, his eyes feeling heavy and sore and itchy. And he couldn’t even open them when he tried. Trying not to wake Reid, Luke crawled out of bed, making his way to the bathroom with his eyes closed, walking slowly with his arms reaching out to feel the way in front of him. Once he made it, he found the tap and turned the water on, beginning to rinse his eyes out.
Managing to open them, he looked into the mirror and saw that his eyes were red, puffy and crusty. He realized right then that he’d caught pink eye from his little brother, who got it from some kid in his class. “Great,” he muttered to himself as he splashed more water into his eyes.
He headed back into the bedroom and plopped down on the bed, which did end up waking Reid.
Reid looked to the clock and saw the time. “You’re up early.”
“I have pink eye,” Luke told him.
Reid sat up and got Luke to face him. “Yeah. You do.”
“Didn’t need a doctor to tell me that,” Luke said, reaching up to rub his eyes, which were itching like crazy.
However, Reid grabbed Luke’s hand before it got to his eyes. “I don’t think so. You’ll only make it worse.” He looked into Luke’s eyes again and asked, “Did you sleep in your contacts?”
“Yeah,” Luke answered.
“Well, get them out and put your glasses on.”
Luke frowned slightly. He hadn’t worn his glasses in a long time, not since he’d gotten his contacts years ago. However, he really didn’t want to make things worse, or disobey his own personal doctor’s orders. So, with more care than usual, he removed his contacts, tossing that particular pair out.
And then he had to try and find his glasses. He could hardly remember where he’d put them it had been so long. It didn’t help that he didn’t really want to open his eyes at that moment. “You gonna help me look for my glasses?”
Reid then rolled over onto his stomach and reached out, opening a drawer on the bedside table next to Luke’s side of the bed. “They’re right here.”
“Oh,” Luke mumbled, retuning to the bed. With some reluctance, he grabbed the case and opened it, setting it down as he took the glasses out. When he put them on, he felt an uncomfortable weight upon his face. Yeah, there was a reason he liked his contacts far better.
“Wow,” Reid breathed out.
“What’d you say?”
“Was that out loud?” Reid asked.
“Yeah,” Luke said, pushing the glasses up his nose, sure they were already beginning to slip.
“Well… it was a good wow,” Reid told him.
“I don’t believe you.”
“When do I ever say anything I don’t mean?” Reid asked him with a little quirk of the brow.
“Never,” he answered. “You really think they look good?”
“They look really good,” Reid said.
Luke grinned, then pushed his glasses up again, something he didn’t think he’d have to do again since getting his contacts. “Maybe I should get pink eye more often, then.”
“No, don’t do that. Just wear these more often,” Reid replied, finger brushing the arm of the glasses. “I can’t remember the last time I saw you in them… I’d forgotten just how good you looked with them.”
“You saying I don’t look good now?”
“Well, with your crusty ass red eyes…” he trialed off, grinning.
“Hey!”
With Luke in a little better mood, Reid suggested they get Luke some eye drops and some more rest… and then made him promise that, once he was completely recovered, he’d wear those glasses more, out of bed and in.
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