March 10th, 2009
Need
Noah received a text from Luke that read, "I need you now," one time. Noah had thought he meant sex, but Luke was crying on the bed when Noah got there.
He carried the blond to the bathroom and ran a bath. Luke liked the water real hot, so hot that Noah couldn't stand it. Noah always sat next to the bathtub naked, even on cold days, watching Luke and talking with him until the water cooled down enough for him to climb in. It was their routine.
Today he went in right away. The hot water hurt him, but Luke was hurting, so it was only right. Luke cried, tears and snot all over his face, and Noah just held him, not sure what was wrong and not really needing to know anything more than that Luke would be okay.
"I love you," Noah said, kissing Luke's wet cheeks and dry mouth, "I really do."
"Same here," Luke said after awhile, smiling. They kissed some more—for a long time, actually—and the water went cold but they didn't care.