A/N I decided to that this is in the same AU, just different lengths apart. Like one event happens and it's a while before the others :D

DISCLAIMER: I still do not own Professor Layton.


DAY TWO: CUDDLING

Luke walked through the store, his eyes glancing briefly over multiple products. "hmm.." He mumbled to himself in thought. He walked closer to the shelf and picked up a box of tea, inspecting the brand. Deeming it good enough, he put it in his basket along with honey. He carried a milk jug in his other hand as he made his way to the checkout.

"I'm back." Luke said loudly, but not yelling.

"Bedroom!" Clive called, coughing soon after. Luke quickly put his groceries down and rushed over to Clive's room. Luke silently sat next to Clive, gently rubbing his back. "Thanks.." Clive mumbled, his cough fading off. Luke gently smiled at Clive.

"I'll be back in a minute, okay?" Clive nodded, and Luke left to go to the kitchen. Once inside, he closed the door and began making the tea. Once done, he poured it into two cups. He added milk and honey in his, and only honey in Clive's. Carefully holding the cups, he headed back into Clive's room, handing the older boy his cup. Clive eyed his tea warily, before glancing over at Luke's and back at his.

"Hmm?" Luke hummed, blowing on his tea.

"Why doesn't my tea have milk?" He asked.

"You're sick, Milk's bad for you when you're sick." Luke answered, taking a sip of his tea. Clive frowned.

"I was hoping you would've forgotten that.." He mumbled.

"Not when it comes to you."

The two went quiet, both blushing horribly. You see, the two had become roommates, but still friends. But as of late, both of them have become a bit "like an adorable couple" to quote Flora. Whenever they noticed it, the air became awkward and mumbling and embarrassment soon followed afterword.

"I-I mean it's just," and there goes Luke, nervously stuttering away. He soon felt two warm hands on his cheeks and felt Clive move his head so Luke would face him. The two were inches apart, making Luke blush worse.

"I know what you meant." Clive said, closing his eyes and sighing before letting go of Luke's face. Luke turned his eyes downcast, sipping on his tea. As time passed, the two sat in silence.

"I-I'll be back." A lie, but Luke couldn't take the suffocating silence anymore. He had begun heading out, but he felt a tight grip on his arm. He didn't have time to dwell on it as he was roughly pulled back, falling onto the bed. When he opened his eyes, Clive was hovering over him, pinning his arms to the bed. The Teacups lay forgotten on the desk, both empty. Luke's eyes widened and Clive leaned closer, just keeping his face there. Luke closed his eyes in embarrassment, afraid to keep looking. His eyes shot open and he felt Clive let go of his arms, only to sweep Luke up into a tight embrace, burying his head in Luke's hair.

"C-Clive?" Luke mumbled, confused by the others odd behavior.

"hmm?" Clive hummed into Luke's hair, making a nice feeling spread through Luke.

"….Can we cuddle?" Luke mumbled, shocking himself. Clive was quiet for a moment.

"You'll get sick." Clive held tighter, a faint smirk on his face. "But oh well." He whispered into Luke's ear, earning a flustered Luke stuttering some gibberish. Eyes softening, Clive let himself drop onto the bed, Luke letting out a squeak as Clive dragged him down as well. Once down, Luke quickly hid his face In Clive's chest, earning a laugh from Clive. Clive wrapped his arms around Luke, and rested his head onto Luke's. With his other hand, he lifted up the blanket and turned off the lights, before wrapping his arm back around Luke. Luke's eyes began drifting shut as he listened to Clive's heartbeat, which was beating a bit fast.

"Comfty?" Clive asked softly.

"Yeah.." Luke mumbled, cuddling closer.

When Clive was certain Luke was asleep, he gently kissed his head.