Pratt/Luka. Don't like? Don't read.

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Prologue *

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Luka rounded the corner and spotted Pratt right away. He didn't know why he was there and he didn't know why they were there at that moment. But there was something all of a sudden that he couldn't control.

Uncomfortably, he shifted afraid of what me might say or do.

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Pratt saw the way Luka was looking at him. He saw the lust in his eyes immediately. He couldn't look at him. Dodging the stare, he raised his eyebrows. "What are you staring at?"

He felt to sigh aloud, but couldn't. He wouldn't let relief show. He knew he was an ass to Kovac, but only because he didn't know how to admit it.

He was gay.

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Luka shook his head gently and mutterd, "Nothing." He sped down the hallway.

Am I gay? he thought to himself.

He felt like tearing himself apart. He wished to God that it wasn't true. He didn't want to be this way.

But he watched Pratt turn away around the corner, from the trauma room.

Maybe he would be happy though. Just maybe.

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My first fic. Be gentle!

~TaMaRa~