Noah doesn't like to think of himself as Jealous. That means he doesn't trust Luke. Which he does. A lot. But when that guy's touching him like that, smiling up at him with that light in his eyes, and Luke smiles back...it's hard not to get jealous.
It all happened when Noah tried to surprise Luke. He didn't know it was Luke's scheduled time with his therapist. So he grabbed a coke and sat a few feet from Luke.
But as he sipped his coke and watched Luke work his eyes fell to the male therapist. He looked all to happy to be touching his boyfriend...all to comfortable touching him.
"Noah," Luke's voice broke through Noah's thoughts of how to beat the all to nice therapist with his pop can.
Noah blinked and looked at Luke. "Yeah?"
Luke smirked. "Why are you looking like someone just stole the last lolly pop."
Noah shook his head, scanning the room. Embarrassed to realize that he'd been so annoyed and busy with his jealousy that he didn't realize the object of that emotion had left the room.
"I'm fine." he leaned forward on his knees and smiled at Luke. "How are you?"
Luke broke out into a full fledge smile. "Amused."
Noah frowned. "What?"
Luke rolled himself so he was beside his boyfriend's chair. "While I was working...you were just sitting there staring off into space, all these different emotions just playing out over your place." he laughed, "What were you thinking of?"
Noah looked sideways studying Luke's flushed face. On an impulse he leaned over and place a gentle kiss to his lips.
"Just how much you mean to me."
