Nothing but trouble chapter 9
Title: Nothing but trouble
Chapter: 9
Written by: Parishs
Rating: pg-13
Summary: Dinnerdate! Luke and Reid talk about their relationship (Luke's POV). Links to the previous chapters below!
Prompt: Fic(let)-a-thon february 2014. No beta, sorry.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Previous chapter: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
The waiter interrupted us, and I was glad he did, because this conversation was definitely going the wrong way. We ordered wine and a pizza and waited till the man had left us alone again. Reid fumbled with his hands and didn’t speak.
“Sorry”, I sighed and grabbed his hands. “Sorry for snapping at you. I feel this thing that’s going on between us, and I don’t know if I want more than your body. Maybe we should do it you know, have sex and see how things go. Maybe the tension will decrease and we can start to act like humans. Like I said, it was a very confusing week”.
Reid looked up and smiled. “I am glad you want to try again Luke. I don’t know why I said what I said, I like to be with you, very much. After I had seen you last week my need to talk to you or be with you has only grown, I can’t stop thinking about you.
But I don’t have a plan, I don’t know what the future’s going to bring or what I want. I am hurt in the past, so maybe I am a little careful about making plans and high hopes. I just want to be happy. And I am, when I am with you. On the phone or in real life”.
I sighed. “Fuck”, I said, “I almost walked away from you you know? You seem to evoke so many emotions in me that I don’t know what to do anymore. But I am glad that you are honest. I don’t know what I want either. I did have some long-term-things with guys and I guess I only think about a relationship when I meet a nice guy, but maybe I need to change a bit, loosen up, fuck around and see where it brings me. It’s been a long time since a guy was interested in me”.
Reid smiled at me. “I am definitely interested”, he said. “And we are a lot alike, I am hurt in the past too, so I have really low standards these days. I don’t want a guy in my house anymore, telling me what to do or what to say or what to eat. My house is my oasis, I need my space when I am free. I want to play the music I like as hard as I want it. Are you still interested?”.
“Even more maybe”, I said and smiled. “Are we separated by birth or something? You seem to say what I think. I have made so many sacrifices when I was in a relationship. But somehow I am still hanging on to the concept, I don’t know why. You are right, I am happy when I am at home and can do what I want. You have a point there”.
I looked at the table where our hands were laying, intertwined. Could I do this? I told him that I was going to loosen up, but could I give him the freedom he needed? Wasn’t I too far already? In love? Or lust? What was wrong with my brain, that I didn’t seem able to make any decision. To come to a conclusion. Look forward and make a plan?
The waiter brought us the wine and I was glad I could drink something, I needed the alcohol to see things straight again. We toasted and when Reid looked at me from over his glass, I felt a tingle in my chest. Fuck. Too far indeed. But I didn’t want to stop now.
“To our friendship”, I said and took a few large zips.
Reid grabbed my hand again and caressed it. “And what else was bothering you last week?”, he asked softly.
I sighed. The memory of Tony pressed against me was coming back and made me close my eyes. I shivered and felt Reid’s hand tilting my head.
“Luke”, he said. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. But I want to be your friend you know, I see how hard it is for you. Was it something I did?”.
I shook my head. “Reid, I want to tell you because I don’t know what to do, but you have to promise me to keep your mouth shut about it”.
When he nodded, I inhaled deeply and started to talk. “When I came to the audition last week, Tony told me he liked me. He asked if I could play a little smaller, a little more shyly. He took me by the hand and brought me to his room and…..”.
Reid waited and squeezed my hand. “He did what Luke?”, he asked.
I closed my eyes. “He…eh….told me he wanted me. He said he wanted me to be shy and accept what he was going to do to me. He pushed me against a wall and groped me. I have played this over and over in my head, trying to figure out what he meant. Did he tell me that if I said yes to him, I would get the job? Does this mean that if I say no I am not going to play in the soap? Am I making things up here? Did he want to have sex with me? Or did he try and see how far he could come? Did he want to know my moral code?”
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Chapter: 9
Written by: Parishs
Rating: pg-13
Summary: Dinnerdate! Luke and Reid talk about their relationship (Luke's POV). Links to the previous chapters below!
Prompt: Fic(let)-a-thon february 2014. No beta, sorry.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Previous chapter: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
The waiter interrupted us, and I was glad he did, because this conversation was definitely going the wrong way. We ordered wine and a pizza and waited till the man had left us alone again. Reid fumbled with his hands and didn’t speak.
“Sorry”, I sighed and grabbed his hands. “Sorry for snapping at you. I feel this thing that’s going on between us, and I don’t know if I want more than your body. Maybe we should do it you know, have sex and see how things go. Maybe the tension will decrease and we can start to act like humans. Like I said, it was a very confusing week”.
Reid looked up and smiled. “I am glad you want to try again Luke. I don’t know why I said what I said, I like to be with you, very much. After I had seen you last week my need to talk to you or be with you has only grown, I can’t stop thinking about you.
But I don’t have a plan, I don’t know what the future’s going to bring or what I want. I am hurt in the past, so maybe I am a little careful about making plans and high hopes. I just want to be happy. And I am, when I am with you. On the phone or in real life”.
I sighed. “Fuck”, I said, “I almost walked away from you you know? You seem to evoke so many emotions in me that I don’t know what to do anymore. But I am glad that you are honest. I don’t know what I want either. I did have some long-term-things with guys and I guess I only think about a relationship when I meet a nice guy, but maybe I need to change a bit, loosen up, fuck around and see where it brings me. It’s been a long time since a guy was interested in me”.
Reid smiled at me. “I am definitely interested”, he said. “And we are a lot alike, I am hurt in the past too, so I have really low standards these days. I don’t want a guy in my house anymore, telling me what to do or what to say or what to eat. My house is my oasis, I need my space when I am free. I want to play the music I like as hard as I want it. Are you still interested?”.
“Even more maybe”, I said and smiled. “Are we separated by birth or something? You seem to say what I think. I have made so many sacrifices when I was in a relationship. But somehow I am still hanging on to the concept, I don’t know why. You are right, I am happy when I am at home and can do what I want. You have a point there”.
I looked at the table where our hands were laying, intertwined. Could I do this? I told him that I was going to loosen up, but could I give him the freedom he needed? Wasn’t I too far already? In love? Or lust? What was wrong with my brain, that I didn’t seem able to make any decision. To come to a conclusion. Look forward and make a plan?
The waiter brought us the wine and I was glad I could drink something, I needed the alcohol to see things straight again. We toasted and when Reid looked at me from over his glass, I felt a tingle in my chest. Fuck. Too far indeed. But I didn’t want to stop now.
“To our friendship”, I said and took a few large zips.
Reid grabbed my hand again and caressed it. “And what else was bothering you last week?”, he asked softly.
I sighed. The memory of Tony pressed against me was coming back and made me close my eyes. I shivered and felt Reid’s hand tilting my head.
“Luke”, he said. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. But I want to be your friend you know, I see how hard it is for you. Was it something I did?”.
I shook my head. “Reid, I want to tell you because I don’t know what to do, but you have to promise me to keep your mouth shut about it”.
When he nodded, I inhaled deeply and started to talk. “When I came to the audition last week, Tony told me he liked me. He asked if I could play a little smaller, a little more shyly. He took me by the hand and brought me to his room and…..”.
Reid waited and squeezed my hand. “He did what Luke?”, he asked.
I closed my eyes. “He…eh….told me he wanted me. He said he wanted me to be shy and accept what he was going to do to me. He pushed me against a wall and groped me. I have played this over and over in my head, trying to figure out what he meant. Did he tell me that if I said yes to him, I would get the job? Does this mean that if I say no I am not going to play in the soap? Am I making things up here? Did he want to have sex with me? Or did he try and see how far he could come? Did he want to know my moral code?”
next chapter here