#the lashton trash who makes everything about lashton

[wickedwhing]

And here we are being fed by Ashton with some Luke (and of course, Lashton bc yeah, Luke is his muse princess) content.

[clumsyclifford]

good morning 💕 (morning for me anyway) so firstly waking up to a new spidey au part is amazing & then a cute jalex prompt is even better 🙈 also i'm very excited to listen to the happy recs 😊

anyway since i had a night of too many vivid dreams i'd like to request "33. Kiss in a dream" with lashton, please? -fiancee

good morning! except you sent this at almost 4am for me and now it’s 9pm so not really morning either way but i accept the sentiment. i’m very happy u liked the fics and i hope u like the recs <3 AND i hope you like THIS fic. i fell down a rabbit hole of 5sos family instagrams so we also get a jack scene because, you know, i love him. xoxo

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“Had a weird dream last night,” Luke yawns, trekking into the kitchen. Jack’s sitting on the counter, looking at his phone with a mug of coffee in his left hand. 

“Yeah?” Jack says. He doesn’t look up. “What about?”

Luke frowns. He probably shouldn’t have mentioned it, but whatever. It’s just a dream. “Have you ever kissed someone in a dream?”

Now Jack does look up, grinning. “Oh shit, really? First dream kiss! Congrats, Lukey, that’s a big deal.”

“It’s not a big deal,” Luke says defensively. He doesn’t want it to be a big deal. He has weird dreams all the time, and those aren’t big deals. Just because in this one he’d kissed his friend, doesn’t make it a bigger deal than the one where he’d been invisible in a broken-down elevator with Green Day.

“Who’d you kiss?” Jack prods, then takes a sip of his coffee. “Someone I know?”

Luke blushes. “No,” he says, except he’s always been a terrible liar.

“It totally is,” Jack says. Luke turns away, reaching for the loaf of bread on the counter and pulling out two slices. “It is! Who was it?”

“I don’t want to tell you,” Luke says, putting the bread in the toaster. 

“If I guess it, will you tell me?”

Luke sighs. “Fine.”

“Calum.”

“No, oh my God!”

“Well, I don’t know,” Jack says, holding up his hands in surrender. “Uh, Calum’s sister?”

“No.”

“...Michael?”

“No.” Luke makes a face. “Michael? Really?”

“I’m just going down my mental list of your friends,” Jack says. He gives Luke an impassive look. “There aren’t that many of them, you know. I’m bound to get it eventually.”

“Maybe it wasn’t one of my friends,” Luke challenges.

Jack waves him off. “No, it definitely was, or you’d have told me. Okay, who haven’t I said. Calum, Michael…Ashton? Was it Ashton?”

Luke reddens. He turns back to the toaster. “No.”

“It was Ashton!” Jack crows. “Hey, no shame, mate! Ashton’s cute.”

“He is not.”

“You don’t think Ashton is cute?”

Luke splutters. “He’s — that’s not the point! Stop it,” he says, pointing a finger at Jack. “I didn’t ask to dream-kiss him, okay? I’m not in control of my dreams.”

“They’ve got to come from somewhere, though,” Jack says. He grins. Jack always grins like he’s going to make fun of Luke, whether or not he actually is. “It’s fine, bro, you can want to kiss Ashton if you —”

“I don’t want to kiss Ashton!” Luke insists.

“You wouldn’t have dreamed it if you didn’t,” Jack says.

“That’s so not true! I dream weird shit all the time that I don’t actually care about.”

“Yeah, but it’s a kiss, Luke. That’s not just some random weird shit. That’s a real thing you actually dreamed about doing with a person you know. Your friend.” Jack gives him a meaningful look. “Who you think is cute.”

“This is why I don’t tell you this kind of thing,” Luke says, scowling. “It was just a dream.”

Jack shrugs. “If you say so. I don’t care.” He takes another sip of his coffee. Luke makes a face. He can’t fathom that Jack actually enjoys coffee. It smells awful. “Are you going to tell him?”

“Tell Ashton?”

“Yeah,” Jack says. “If it was just a dream, you might as well. If someone snogged me in a dream I’d want to know.” Luke supposes he’d want to know, too. Jack has him cornered, too, because if he says no, of course I won’t tell Ashton, Jack will point a victorious finger — so it wasn’t just a dream after all! But he really doesn’t want to tell Ashton, because that’s a weird thing to tell. And even if he prefaces it with this doesn’t mean anything at all, I just thought you’d be interested to know, it’s still weird. Ashton will think it’s weird.

(Also, maybe Luke has a small crush on Ashton, maybe. And he really doesn’t want to jeopardize their friendship, which is still so new.)

“Sure,” he lies. “I’ll tell him.”

Jack shakes his head and drains the last of his coffee. “You will not.”

“Why would you ask if you’re just going to argue when I say I will?” Jack laughs. “Whatever, Luke, fine. Let me know what he says.”

“I will,” Luke says stubbornly, forgetting that this is a lie. He’s not going to tell Ashton, right? He can just make something up. Yeah, he said good for me, and everything’s aces! Yeah, right. Jack’s seen through every single one of Luke’s lies this morning. Luke should invest in lying lessons, or else he’s not going to get very far at all.

“Good,” Jack says, hopping down off the counter. “And it’s your day to take the trash out, don’t forget.”

“I know,” Luke says. Jack puts his mug in the sink.

“Have fun at band practice,” he says as a farewell, and then retreats from the kitchen, maybe to go do homework or, more likely, play Fifa. Luke scowls at his back. There’s a reason he doesn’t share embarrassing shit with his brothers (Jack, specifically) anymore.

He reaches for Jack’s mug and rinses it out so the coffee doesn’t dry at the bottom, then grabs a plate for his toast and retrieves the Vegemite. The dream is exiled to the back of his mind, and he doesn’t think about it the rest of the morning.

(Doesn’t think about how much he’d like to remember exactly how it had felt, because all things considered it’s not like he’s ever going to get closer to kissing Ashton, and already the details are slipping through his fingers, until all he can remember is the warmth in his chest from knowing that someone like Ashton could have ever wanted to kiss someone like Luke.)

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“Okay, we need to take a break,” Michael declares, setting aside his guitar. Michael’s not the boss of them, but Luke is inclined to agree. He’s getting bored of playing “I Miss You” over and over, and anyway he needs water. “Five minutes.”

“Five,” Ashton repeats, firmly. “And then everyone back here.”

“Sick,” Luke says, also putting his guitar down. “I’m getting water, anybody want?”

All three of his bandmates raise their hands, and Luke sighs. “I can’t carry four cups of water.” “I’ll help,” Ashton says, leaping to his feet. Calum coughs, and Ashton shoots him a look. Luke just smiles gratefully, and together they head to the kitchen.

“I really like that song,” Ashton says as Luke reaches for four plastic cups from the cabinet. 

“Me too,” Luke says. “Fun chords. And the ending is cool.”

“Yeah,” Ashton says, although he probably wouldn’t know fun chords from boring ones. But Luke appreciates the effort. 

“It looks fun to do on the drums, or,” Luke makes hitting gestures with his hands, “the cajón. You know.”

Ashton mirrors his movements, laughing. “Yeah,” he says. “It is, yeah.”

“Alright, look.” Luke scowls, but Ashton just pats his shoulder, and the look disappears pretty quickly.

“It’s fine,” he says, taking one of the cups out of Luke’s hands and thrusting it under the tap. “Tap water is fine, right?”

“Unless you see someplace else to get water,” Luke says, making a show out of glancing around the room. Ashton rolls his eyes. The smile doesn’t disappear from his lips. Luke likes that about Ashton, that he’s always smiling.

“So how are you?” Ashton asks. “I mean, aside from rehearsal? How was your morning? How were you yesterday?”

“One question at a time,” Luke jokes. “Fine, all fine. I mean, I didn’t sleep much last night because of homework, and then Jack was making fun of me this morning, but you know.”

“Making fun of you for what?”

“My —” Luke breaks off. He can’t stop now, or it’ll seem very suspicious, but they’re getting dangerously close to uncharted waters. “Just a weird dream I had.”

“Ooh, I love weird dreams,” Ashton says conspiratorially, handing off one full cup to Luke and swapping it for an empty one. “What was it?”

“No, it wasn’t that weird,” Luke tries to say, but Ashton’s face starts to fall, and Luke doesn’t want to be responsible for that. “I mean, it was just — I kissed someone, in my dream. Which was really strange. I’ve never had a dream-kiss before.”

Ashton raises an eyebrow. “Get it,” he says, and Luke ducks his head, laughing through the nerves. His face is surely burning red by now. “Who’d you kiss?”

“Doesn’t matter,” Luke says emphatically. Attempting to change to subject, he adds, “Anyway, that was right after I found out I was adopted and Billie Joe Armstrong was my real dad all along.”

“Did you kiss Billie Joe Armstrong?”

“Ew, Ashton, I just said he was my dad in my dream!”

“Well I don’t know what kind of freaky shit your mind comes up with!”

“No,” Luke says vehemently. “It was a friend, oh my God.”

Ashton immediately looks more interested. “A friend?”

Fuck. “Well,” Luke says diplomatically, “more like just a person that I know in real life. Not necessarily a friend. Could be someone from school. Or, like.”

“So a friend,” Ashton says, a teasing smile on his lips. “I can see why Jack made fun of you for this. Why don’t you just tell me who it was? I won’t laugh, I promise.”

“You will laugh,” Luke says. “I don’t want to tell you.”

“Come on,” Ashton wheedles. “What’s the worst that could happen? Can I guess?”

“No,” Luke says, because that’s exactly how Jack had gotten him this morning, and he’s not going to make the same mistake twice. “Nothing bad will happen. It’s just weird, and I don’t want to say.”

Ashton rolls his eyes. They’ve filled all four cups of water now, and there’s no reason for them to linger by the sink, yet Ashton looks like he’s not planning to move. “You don’t have to tell me,” he says. “I just thought you could. Because we’re friends. You know. If you really don’t want to, then I’m not going to make you.”

Luke stares at him, guilt rolling around his stomach. That’s not fair. Ashton’s totally manipulating him, and Luke knows that, and it shouldn’t be working, and Luke wishes it weren’t working, but it is.

Fuck. It totally is.

“Fine,” Luke sighs. “I’ll tell you, but promise you won’t make it weird?”

“I won’t make it weird,” Ashton swears.

Luke worries his bottom lip between his teeth. He picks up a cup and takes a long drink from it. “Okay, well, it was you,” he finally says, looking down at the tiles of the kitchen floor so he doesn’t have to see the look on Ashton’s face.

A beat.

“Me?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh.” Another beat. “That’s nice. How was I?”

Luke looks up. “Don’t make fun of me,” he says.

“I’m not!” Ashton says quickly. He cracks a smile but it’s a little uncertain. “I just want to be sure your first dream-kiss was an enjoyable experience.” Luke groans. “This is weird,” he says. “You’re making it weird.”

“I’m not trying to.”

“Well, you are. I take it back. Pretend I never said anything.” Luke takes his cup of water and moves past Ashton, but Ashton grabs his arm.

“Luke, just calm down a second. Sorry if I sounded like I was making fun. I’m just, um, I guess I’m just wondering —” He clears his throat. “Like, maybe it would be nicer in real life than in a dream?”

Slowly, Luke turns, fingers tightening around his cup. “What? Like, kissing in real life?” 

Ashton is blushing. Luke’s never seen Ashton blush before, but he’s definitely doing it now, cheeks turning patchy pink as he rubs a hand across the back of his neck. “Well, I don’t know. Yeah. I mean, it’s not really fair that you got to have a dream about kissing me and I’ve still never kissed you, in dreams or otherwise.”

“What?” Luke says dimly. “You don’t want to kiss me.”

“Well,” Ashton says, “I can pretend I don’t, if you want. I just thought — I’ve never kissed anyone in a dream that I didn’t want to actually kiss in real life, so I figured —”

“Yes, I want to kiss you,” Luke says boldly, over the sound of his heart battering his chest. “Are you serious?”

“Yes,” Ashton says, frowning. “I wouldn’t joke about this, what kind of person do you think I am?”

“I know, I just, um, you’re you? And I’m me,” Luke says, gesturing between them like this is some big revelation. “So I’m taking a moment to process.”

“Oh,” Ashton says. “Well, take all the time you need.”

Luke stares at him. It occurs to him that Ashton is waiting to kiss him, and that thought fills his whole body with butterflies. “Okay, I’m done,” he says, even though he’s not really, and could spend hours trying to reconcile the idea of Ashton as a person with Ashton wanting to kiss Luke and probably still come up empty. 

“That was fast,” Ashton says. “Can I kiss you now?”

“Yeah,” Luke breathes, setting his cup of water down on the counter. Ashton smiles and shuffles closer. He presses both palms to the sides of Luke’s face, and Luke’s eyes flutter shut, soaking up the heat of Ashton’s hands against his skin. Already this is better than his dream, a hundred times better. 

Then Ashton presses their lips together, gently, and all thoughts of Luke’s dream dissipate, replaced by real Ashton, actually kissing him, in real life, in Michael’s kitchen. He’s pretty sure his hands are shaking from the excitement.

Ashton pulls away and smiles, and Luke smiles back, then ducks his head, feeling far too nervous to look Ashton in the eyes.

“So?” Ashton prompts, which makes Luke look up again. “Better than the dream?”

“Oh,” Luke says, smiling like an idiot, “so much better.”

Ashton looks pleased, and Luke hopes he dreams of kissing Ashton again tonight, just so he can wake up and remember that he’s actually done it for real. 

[lashtons-world]

And here we go with the Lashton analyzing... 

1 - 00:20 to 00:23 // The way Ashton blushes when Luke says “You’re gonna burn down your house Ash”

2 - 00:28 to 00:30 // Luke calling Ashton “Baby” and Ash looking like he wants to pounce on Luke...

3 - 00:43 to 00:52 // Personally, the song Empty Wallets makes me think that the person whom borrowed money off of Ash was Luke because he got into drugs from Arzaylea... It may have not been an addiction, but I feel like Luke had used Ash and it broke Ashton’s heart to be soo betrayed by the one person he truly loves and cares about. The way Ash talks within these seconds, he stares directly at one of the boys in the background and I have a strong feeling that it’s Luke he’s talking about

4 - 02:00 to 02:20 // Luke literally mentioned that Ashton was the one that came up with the concept and mentioning that it was about his experience goes to show why Ash and Luke even wrote this song together in the first place, it was because it was their story to tell

5 - 02:35 to 03:01 // The way Ash is helping drunk Luke with his sentences and then when Luke messes up once again, Ash just can’t hold in his laugh. He just bursts out laughing with Luke and it’s just too cute. I love drunk lashton!

6 - 03:05 to 03:20 // The way Ash unintentionally pointed to one of the boys in the background while saying “When this friend” which in my opinion was probably directed to Luke once more, and then Ash glances over when he says that he believes in second chances. I believe that the day Ash took Luke into his home was when Luke truly broke down and realized how fucked up everything has become. Ashton realized at that moment that Luke was never in the right state of mind when he used him for money, and he then took him under his wing and turned him into the man he is today. Ash saw the broken part of Luke and he realized that he truly loves and cares for the boy no matter if used him or not. Therefore, he made it his job to take care of him...

7 - 03:50 to 04:00 // When Cal was mentioned the guys that we’re writing with Luke and Ash in the other room. Luke just suddenly screams “I LOVE THAT GUY” and then all of a sudden, Mikey asks “Ashton?” ... Hmm, why would that even be a question? 

8 - 05:45 to 05:55 // Luke admitting that he hung out with certain people during the nighttime (Arzaylea’s friends) but they weren’t really friends. They we’re all just buddy buddy for the night because they were all soo high. When Luke finally acknowledged the truth, that’s when you can hear Ash say in the background “I like that” because he’s just soo damn proud of Luke on how far he has come and how he realizes who is truly there for him, in which it’s Ash... Ashton is always soo supportive, and you can see it within these 10secs on how he encourages Luke to say the truth.

9 - 06:35 to 06:43 // When Cal says that the two pairs were in seperate sound proof rooms and that no one knew what each other were doing, is where you can hear Ashton mumbling something in the background, and it’s got me thinking that Ash and Luke were alone in a sound proof room, writing their story before sharing it with the guys. A lot could’ve went down, if ya know what i’m saying (SOUNDPROOF ROOM)

And there you have it peeps, i’m lashton trash that makes everything about lashton!!

P.S: Calum is such a puppy here and I love him and his wonderful drunk energy. Mikey on the other hand, is such a mood, i love them to death!! 

[music-my-angel]

The dangers of an unknown neighborhood

Prompt - Could you do a 5SOS one shot where Michael is attacked and left dying in a bush? Maybe the others search for him and Calum finds him? End it how you wish, but angsty and maybe some Cake, Cashton and Lashton fluff as well as Michael-Centric fluff with the boys worrying over him? Thank you! X

Prompt - Can you do a 5sos fic where one of the members actually wakes up with amnesia???

Prompt - 5sos, Mikey amnesia

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An unknown place is often a cause for worry but when the 5sos boys decided that they needed a quiet place to work on some song writing, they didn’t really think much of their surroundings. The neighbors weren’t too nosey so that seemed nice to them and despite the town looking very unfriendly, the anonymity was a welcomed feeling for them. Little did they know that this town was going to cause them some serious problems?

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Michael was the only one who was suspicious of the activities in the neighborhood. Whenever he voiced out his apprehensiveness, the others simply shrugged finding no cause to be concerned about. So, Michael stayed quiet and kept his eyes and ears open in case anything happens.

He didn’t let the younger ones go out alone and even accompanied Ashton to throw the trash outside. Ashton always felt that Michael was overreacting so when the boy insisted again to accompany Ashton to get their food from downtown, the man put his foot down.

“Mikey, it’s getting a bit too much. We don’t need two persons to go fetch some sandwiches. Either you go or I go” Ashton said.

Michael surprised him by offering to go alone but Ashton only shrugged and let him by. When three hours later, there was no sight of Michael, the boys grew worried.

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As they retraced Michael’s possible path, Calum could feel the panic grip him.

“Where could he be? This is the only way from and back to our apartment” Calum ran a hand through his hair, in panic.

“There’s no use panicking, Cal. We have to find him. Maybe he lost his way home or something” Ashton tried to remain calm.

“What if someone attacked him? Hurt him? Threw him somewhere?” Calum’s mind was racing and Ashton gripped his shoulder to ground him when he remembered how wary Michael was of their neighbors.

Ashton rushed back to their apartment as the two boys, confused, followed him. He was about to knock on the neighbors’ door when Luke tripped onto something. Ashton looked back just in time for Luke to scream in horror as he saw Michael’s foot sticking out of a bush nearby the neighbor’s house.

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“They attacked him” Luke mumbled.

“I’m going to kill them” Calum raged but Ashton stopped him, “We need a hospital.”

They called for an ambulance and were glad that help reached quickly. Ashton spotted the neighbors at their window but right now, Michael was more important.

All of Michael’s injury were not too bad except the head injury and the boys found themselves praying that Michael would wake up.

When the boy woke up, they realized that the main thing to be worried about wasn’t for Michael to wake up but for Michael to remember them.

“Who are you? Who am I?” These two sentences from the boy was enough to send his bandmates in a breakdown.

Potential amnesia was the diagnosis and the uncertain timeline had them all worried.

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If they thought that Michael would wake up and remember everything then they were very wrong and despite them trying to tell him who they were to him and show him pictures, nothing much happened.

Michael’s doctors warned them about putting too much pressure on Michael’s brain so they all stopped trying to make him remember them and instead focused on helping him get better.

“Why are you helping me?” Michael asked when Calum helped him to and from the bathroom.

“We are close friends” Calum stated.

“And that tall kid over there too? He was crying silently by my bedside last night” Michael asked.

“He’s Luke. He’s the youngest and he’s worried about you. We all are” Calum smiled.

“And the boy who is talking to the doctor?” Michael questioned.

“Ashton? He’s the oldest and he’s the one taking care of everything and everyone” Calum informed him.

Before Calum could tell him some more, Michael had a bad migraine attack and he lost consciousness.

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When he woke up again, the boys were still there by his side.

“We know you get frustrated when we crowd you but you went down in front of Calum and he got scared, so we thought we’d stay by your side” Ashton informed him.

“You’re okay now, right?” Luke asked.

“Yeah, I’m good kiddo” Michael nodded, closing his eyes to doze off slightly.

“He called me kiddo… Like earlier” Luke whispered.

“It’s probably just on instinct” Calum didn’t want to get his hopes up for nothing.

“Ashton? Next time, I tell you it is a weird neighborhood, we get the hell out of that place” Michael mumbled before he fell asleep.

Ashton chuckled softly before he realized. Michael had remembered.

The squeals of joy were hard to conceal as Michael slept on, unaware of the happy tears around him.

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They held onto their breaths when Michael woke up, not wanting to have their hopes broken but Michael had actually remembered them. His amnesia was only partial but he still needed to keep the pressure off his brain. He had the boys to help him do exactly that and they started with getting out of that town and back to their apartment as Michael started his recovery with the boys by his side.

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A/N

Hope you all like it.

[wickedwhing]

Look at these cute husbands! 😍

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Lashton Lashton Lashton

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the TOPs

and their BOTTOMs

Oh well...

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🧡🧡🧡

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Tagged his boi Lukey on the first photo, tagged him again on the second photo, and obviously, that still ain't enough and then tagged him again in his caption. WE DO STAN AND LOVE A MAN WHO ALWAYS SHOWS OFF HIS BOI 👏🙌😍❤ thank god for Ashton Irwin 🙌

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Not to be that Lashton Bitch...

But Ashton? Aren't you supposed to be paying attention to Michael?

And not to uh...you know...your significant other...?

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I mean...couples do the same shit together. Obviously.

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FOREVER & ALWAYS ❤

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Luke, honey, that is still so obvious...

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Can’t Help Falling In Love (Lashton One Shot)

Dedication: @welcome-to-too-many-fandoms

Ashton and Luke. Best friends. Inseparable. In Love. Boyfriends.

The two boys have been together for a while now, and today they are going to celebrate their four-year anniversary. It has become a tradition for them to celebrate the occasion with an intimate dinner, courtesy of Ashton. It was well-known that he is the cook between the two.

This year, though, Ashton has planned something else. They are still going to have their traditional intimate dinner at their shared home, but Ashton will be putting a little twist to it. He has been preparing for this for months now, and man, when the actual day came, he just can't control his nerves.

It was also part of the tradition that Luke would be out the whole day for Ashton to work his magic in the kitchen and prepare the whole dinner for them. He now has a clean two hours before Luke gets home, and his nervousness has just tripled, knowing that time is getting shorter and shorter until he will execute his plan.

Everything is already set in their backyard. Their best friends, Calum and Michael, who were the only ones who knew about Ashton's plan, came by to help him out prepare everything. The lights were already up, the table is already set, the music is on, and even their dog, Petunia is already dressed for the occasion.

Ashton jumped into the shower and took a quick one. He dressed with what he thinks rather fits the occasion.

He fixed his hair and stared at his reflection in the mirror. He took in a deep breath then let it out and said to his reflection, “Everything will go as planned and this night will be amazing.” He gave himself a reassuring smile then looked at Petunia who is waiting patiently at him by the door.

“Hey, girl...” he cooed at her. “You think your dad will love what we prepared for him?”

The pretty dog barked in response, making Ashton chuckle. He went over to her and fixed the little purple dress Michael put on her. “You are so beautiful, baby girl.”

Ashton stepped out of his shared bedroom with Luke and went back to their backyard where he and Luke will have their dinner. He checked everything and made sure that everything is working. He turned on the speakers and plugged in his phone and played some of his and Luke’s favorite songs.

A few minutes later, he heard a car pull up into their driveway and just a moment after, the front door opened, and the sound of his love’s voice sounded, “Ash?”

Hearing Luke’s voice, Petunia quickly ran to the door and Ashton could hear Luke’s cute laugh as he waited for him to enter the kitchen with the bouquet of flowers he personally picked for the boy. Nervously, might I add. As soon as Luke emerged in the kitchen doorway, smiling, all nervousness that Ashton was feeling was replaced with fond and adoration. Luke is just so naturally beautiful.

Luke stopped in his tracks when seeing Ashton all dressed up and he looked down at himself and felt a little undressed with his black shirt, skinny jeans, and black boots.

“Hi,” Ashton softly said with a smile, making him look back up at his boyfriend.

Luke chuckled and went over to Ashton. He stopped in front of him and said, “Hello.”

Ashton chuckled then handed Luke the flowers, “Happy Anniversary, baby.”

“Happy Anniversary,” Luke responded as he took the flowers with a huge grin and then engulfed Ashton in a hug in which the older man immediately returned. “You look so handsome.”

“Thank you. You look very beautiful as always.”

Luke chuckled with a playful roll of his eyes, then he said, “You should’ve have told me though that we gotta have to dress up. Now, look at me compared to you.”

Ashton smiled, “You are fine. No matter what you wear, you are always beautiful anyway.”

“You needn’t lie to me, you know.”

“I’m not lying,” Ashton said before he leaned in and kissed Luke sweetly in which the younger lad quickly responded to. “Come on,” Ashton said, taking Luke’s hand and led him out onto their backyard.

 “Wow...” Luke breathed out as he saw what was waiting for him.

(Note: the image above is taken from Google and I give all credits to the source of the image and it just serves as an idea of what I was trying to deliver in my work)

He turned to Ashton with an amazed smile, “You did all these?”

“Well, kinda had a little help,” Ashton responded with a fond smile.

“This is really beautiful, I love it. Thank you, Ash.”

“Anything for you, baby.”

“You really outdid everything, you know.”

“Is it too much?” Ashton asked, his nervousness came rushing back.

Luke smiled at him and placed a hand against his boyfriend’s cheek, “It’s perfect. Just like you.”

Ashton smiled, then leaned in and captured his boyfriend’s lips in a sweet kiss. As they pulled away, Ashton took hold of Luke’s hands and led him to the table, saying, “Come on, and let’s have our dinner.”

The couple sat down at the table and their dinner went perfectly. The food Ashton prepared was magnificent, and the music playing in the background was setting the mood just right. They shared small yet sweet talks, reminiscing some of their special moments in their relationship. Then suddenly, or maybe, it was part of Ashton’s plan, a very special song for the couple started playing. Luke’s face lit up upon hearing ‘Can’t Help Falling In Love’ by Elvis Presley play and he looked at Ashton with a wide, happy smile.

Ashton smiled softly back at him, and he said, “You remember the first time that we met?”

“How can I ever forget? It was one of the most special moments of my life. Who would have thought that I’d meet the love of my life that day?”

“And do you remember the song playing in the cafe that time?”

“Of course! It was this song, and since then it has become my most favorite because every time I hear it, I always think of you.”

Ashton smiled then he stood up and offered a hand to Luke, asking him to dance. Luke laughed but nevertheless, took Ashton’s hand and they both danced slowly and closely to each other to the song. 

“Take my hand, take my whole life too, for I can't help falling in love with you,” Ashton sang along the song softly against Luke’s ears, making the younger boy smile.

As the song went on, Ashton pulled away from Luke and they both stopped moving. He cupped Luke’s face and caught his lips in a soft, sweet kiss before he took his hand and he kneeled down on one knee in front of him.

Watching his lover’s actions, made Luke’s eyes widen in surprise and well, of course, nervousness was mixed into it. His mouth fell agape and he just watched every action Ashton made.

“Luke,” Ashton started, making Luke’s heart beat faster in his chest, “you are the sunshine that lights up my life every day. Your smile never fails to make me feel better and lighten up my mood, when I’m having a bad day. Your laugh is the most beautiful sound I have ever heard in my entire life. Your voice is like an angel that whenever you sing to me, I feel like I’m in heaven. I love how you always look at the positive side of things even if we’re both in a very shitty situation. I love how you pull your eyebrows together when you focus on something that you’re doing. I love how you laugh at the smallest things because you think they are stupid and funny. I love how you get so passionate about doing the things that you love. I love how you are always there to encourage and support me, and most especially, I love you for being you. You are the most beautiful and the most precious person I have in my life, and I can’t imagine living a life without you in it.” Ashton then reaches in his pocket and pulled out the ring he had specially made for Luke, and he said, “Luke Hemmings, the love of my life, will you share forever with me? Will you marry me?”

Luke wasn’t able to hold his tears this time and as they fell down his cheeks, he nodded his head and said, “Yes, Ashton Irwin. A big YES!”

Ashton beamed and he put the ring around Luke’s finger, fitting him perfectly. Luke couldn’t stop smiling with his tears of pure and genuine happiness still falling. Ashton got back on his feet and he wiped Luke’s tears away with his thumbs. He then leaned in and closed the gap between them, kissing Luke deeply. They shared a sweet and intimate kiss, pouring all their love for each other into it.

“I love you, baby,” Ashton said as they pulled away, smiling down at his, now, fiance. 

Luke smiled back at him and pecked Ashton’s lips once before he said, “I love you, Ash. So fucking much, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you,”

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But this looks like they are about to roast someone tho...

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QUALITY CONTENT. (And let us all appreciate the obvious happiness on both of their faces whenever they are together. The shit they do, their smiles, their laughs, the way they look at each other.)