something i conjured up after someone on tumblr requested chase being room mates w another member and he and gill keep him up and stuff haha
Luke hears a lot of things.
He hears the subtle things people would say amongst themselves while he walks around town. He hears the excited titters from girls—though they mostly came from Maya— in the inn. He faintly hears his dad while he endlessly talked and talked about whatever during work. He even hears the wake up calls his roommate, Chase, screams at him early in the morning even though he pretends he doesn't.
He also hears the muted grunts and whines through the thin walls that separate his room from Chase's in the small flat they shared together.
And as uncomfortable as it sounds, Luke didn't mind. They were both dudes; they could wank if they wanted, he figured.
But when he hears Gill's moans meshing with the peach haired bloke's chocked voice, he's all but okay. What's more wrong is that he actually listens. Creepy, but at least he doesn't let his hand stray down.
It was eleven pm and as soon as the sounds from the other room began to double in volume, Luke immediately leaps out of his bed and picks up his phone to dial Owen. He doesn't waste a second once the fellow groggily answers.
"Gill and Chase are … are getting some!" He bursts, albeit quietly as he could so he didn't disturb the two in action. Luke can practically hear Owen rolling his eyes. He's disappointed when Owen doesn't give him the reaction he was expecting.
"Getting some," He tries again, just in case he didn't hear him correctly. "As in… having…" he gulps dramatically, "…sex."
Luke huffs when Owen releases a sound that implied disinterest. He concluded that Owen was only half asleep and barely able to take in every word he spoke. At this point, Luke is extremely frustrated with him and begins to slowly spell it out to him.
"Like, y'know, doing the horizontal tango?" He presses his phone against his shoulder and cheek and makes crude gestures with his fingers, despite knowing that Owen couldn't see.
"Is that so?"
"My god, Owen!" He spits at him over the phone. "I'm telling you Gill takes it up the butt and you're like taking it as it's nothing? And they call me the oblivious one." He stops, "Or…at least I think Gill does. I don't think Chase w…"
"Stop," Owen interrupts, "Luke. I already know."
"..ould want a—…what?" Luke says haltingly.
Owen meekly laughs. "I've known for about a month? Maybe two. I'm pretty sure everyone knows this by now."
Luke says nothing because how dare no one tell him about this?
"Toby and I were even betting how long it'd take before you found out," He cracks up and Luke decides he hates his friends.