Every fiber of Luke's body screamed at him as he opened his eyes to see the early morning sun peeking through the windows of the apartment.
He groaned and stretched.
Finally he sat up on the couch and let his eyes adjust to the light.
He was tired and sore from tossing and turning all night.
He had gotten very little sleep as thoughts of Reid and being so close to him, but not being able to touch him, tormented him.
He put his head in his hands and willed his muscles to relax and his mind to think of something else.
Finally he stood up and walked into the kitchen.
He made coffee and sat down.
This was the only room that Reid had done anything to.
Of course it would be the kitchen that he would care about most.
Everything was decked out in stainless steel appliances, with beige and red and orange accenting.
All the counter tops were adorned with cherry red appliances.
As he sat at the table looking around, he noticed something on the side of the refrigerator.
It was the only picture he and Reid had ever taken.
It was innocent enough, because it was taken before Luke had come out, and before Reid's parents knew that he and Luke were together.
In the picture they were dressed for the prom with an arm around each other.
They were both happy and smiling.
Luke's heart tugged a little as he remembered that night and then what had happened.
He was still staring at it when he heard Reid clear his through behind him.
"So, what's for breakfast?"
Luke turned around to see Reid sitting in his wheelchair, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs.
"Why are you out of bed? You should've told me you were ready to get up and I would've helped you!"
"I have a broken leg, Luke. I'm not paralyzed."
"You could still injure yourself and I cannot have that."
"Luke, I promise you, I'm not going to kill myself dragging my body into a wheelchair. Now, where is breakfast?"
"I made coffee, but that's as far as I got."
Reid just sighed and went to the fridge. He pulled out bacon, and headed to the cabinet to pull out a frying pan.
"Is that all you're going to make?"
"What? I like bacon."
Luke just shook his head and headed back into the living room.
He stared at the barren walls and felt the itch to go buy paint and rugs and pillows to make it seem warmer.
"So, when are you moving in?"
Luke turned around to see Reid chewing on a piece of bacon.
"When you are completely healed and after this place is redecorated."
"You drive a hard bargain."
"That I do. So, what colors do you not like?"
"Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet."
"So you hate all of the colors in the rainbow?"
"Yes. They are garish and too loud."
"As a gay man, you do realize how ironic that is, correct?"
"Yeah, well when have you ever known me to conform in anything?"
"True. So, tell me, are there any colors you do like?"
"Black, Brown, White."
"Yeah, I couldn't tell." Luke took in the sparsely decorated living room with the black leather furniture, white walls and carpet. There were black and white photos of other people's families in frames.
"What is the purpose of having pictures if they are all of people that are not you or related to you in anyway?"
"Katie put them up hoping I'd take the time and replace them with pictures of my family, her and me, and you and me."
"And why didn't you?"
"I misplaced the pictures of Katie and I, I haven't had a picture taken with my family in over 20 years, and the only picture I had of you and I is on the refrigerator."
"Well, fortunately for you, this color scheme and decorating does not work. So all the pictures are coming down and we are repainting the room. Then, we'll move on to the bedroom."
"Do you mean that? Come on, let's throw a fresh coat of paint on in here and head to the bedroom. Or better yet, let's start in the bedroom!"
"Reid, by move on to the bedroom, I meant we'll decorate that next."
"You're such a prick tease."
"No, you're just incredibly dirty."
"Whatever."
"So, I'm thinking green walls, white furniture, and beige accents."
"Like I told you yesterday, I do not care. The very few things I do care about in here don't require my attention to the color of the walls."
Luke rolled his eyes and took a piece of bacon from Reid's plate.
"How could I forget? Sex, sports, food and me."
"Right."
"Tell you what if you come with me and help me pick out some colors, I will reward you."
Reid immediately started grinning,
"What type of reward, Luke?"
"It's a surprise, but I promise it's one of the four things you are most interested in."
Reid was already at the door by the time Luke had finished talking.
"Come on then. The sooner we get the pain, the sooner I can get my reward."
Luke couldn't help but laugh.
"Uhh, Reid. You may want to put some clothing on. As much as Mrs. Hanson down at the store loves you, I don't think she'd appreciate you causing quite that much of a stir."
"You'd be surprised."
"Just go get dressed."
Reid was going back into the bedroom then.
Luke took the time to clean the kitchen up and make a list of the things he needed to price.
Reid was back then in a pair of shorts and an old faded Harvard chess t-shirt.
Luke just stared at him.
Reid narrowed his eyes.
"What? I can't wear pants because they don't fit over the cast."
"No, there's nothing wrong with what you're wearing. I just think it's unfair how good you look even dressed like that."
"Well it's an art looking this good, and besides, you would look just as good in it and you know it."
Luke blushed shyly and opened the door.
Luke handed Reid a fleece pullover jacket and then pushed him out the door.
"Well, maybe if you behave today, I'll model it for you tonight."
"I'd rather see you with nothing on between my legs."
Luke's face which was already flushed turned even redder.
Reid looked up at Luke and held back a snort of laughter.
He could feel Luke arrange himself behind the seat and he grinned facetiously up at Luke and winked.
"You're impossible."
"No, I'm horny and my boyfriend is withholding sex."
Reid pouted as Luke finally maneuvered his chair to the car.
"Come on, gimpy. It's time to go pick out colors."
"Whatever you say, dear."
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An hour later after wavering between Kelly Green and Office green, Reid was ready to lose his mind.
"Luke, just pick one. They look exactly the fucking same."
"But, in the light they are different."
"Luke, if you don't pick one, I'm going to go take my wheelchair and go play in traffic. It will be far more fun than spending the last hour in here with you wavering over a fucking color chip."
"REID!" Luke's face was stricken. "Don't even joke about that!"
Reid could see Luke's face starting to cloud over and to save himself from the tear-filled fight he was sure they were about have he simply pointed at the paint chip in his left hand.
"I like that one. It reminds me of lettuce."
Luke was stunned into silence, and then slowly grinned.
"See, was that so hard, Reid?"
Reid just shook his head. He knew he had his strategy set for life. Just pick one, to make Luke happy. He would not be stuck for hours on end and Luke would be so appreciative he contributed that he'd get rewarded.
Luke went about picking out pillows and curtains and lamps. Finally they came to three rows filled with nothing but rugs.
Reid saw something that caught his eye.
It was a rug that had brown, green, and beige flecks in it.
He pointed at it.
"That one, Luke."
Luke walked over and pulled it out.
He nearly fell over from the weight of the thing.
It was the largest rug either of them had ever seen. It looked abstract almost with the various colors and patterns. Reid reached out and felt it. It was soft and plush and he was in heaven.
"I want that one."
Luke looked at the price tag.
"It's $2,000!"
"I don't care. I want it."
"So this you care about? You don't care about the colors of the wall, but the color of the rug you have to have a say in?"
"Well, I figure I'll be seeing a lot of this rug in the future. So I may as well like it. Plus I'm thinking of you, because it's soft. You can be obsessed about the color of the ceiling as it's the thing you're going to be focused on. I would even be okay with a mural of myself on the ceiling for you to concentrate on."
Luke was crimson now.
"Oh, really, Reid? You think I am the only one that's going to be on his back looking at the ceiling?"
"Well, even if I am, I wouldn't have a problem seeing a picture of myself."
"You are unbelievable, Reid."
"Hey, I did everything you asked me to do today. And I even picked out something on my own. I think it's time for me to get that reward now."
"Reward, huh?" You think you deserve a reward? You were rude and snarky almost the entire time!"
"But, I nearly died. So you should be grateful for that."
Luke narrowed his eyes.
"You fight dirty."
"There are a lot of things I do dirty. Would you like to go home and find out about them?"
Luke rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but grin.
"Fine. Let's go get your reward."
Ten minutes later, Luke was spoon feeding Reid ice cream.
Reid was not happy.
"So, this is my reward? Ice cream. We had ice cream back at the apartment and I could've fed myself."
"What? You don't like your reward?"
Luke just grinned innocently at Reid and batted his eyelashes.
Reid knew Luke was messing with him.
"You know one of these days, I'm going to be out of the cast, and you're going to come to me, nearly begging for me to fulfill every last one of your sexual desires, and I'm going to say no. You want to play hard to get, let's play it."
"Oh, come on, Reid. Quit being a baby."
"How can I, when you insist on feeding me like one?"
Reid pouted the rest of the day.
When they finally arrived back at the apartment, Luke wheeled Reid into the living room.
Luke made Reid his favorite sandwich and even gave him an extra cookie.
But Reid refused to budge.
Finally, a few hours later of Luke trying to get Reid to talk to him, he walked over and wheeled Reid to the bathroom.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm giving you a bath before bed."
"No, I don't want you to touch me."
"Come on, Reid. Quit acting like a brat."
Luke had Reid's shirt of then.
He took a washcloth and some liquid soap.
He lathered up his chest and arms and then used lukewarm water to wash.
He gently brushed over his bruised ribs, careful not to get any of his stitches wet.
He gently pressed into his side to ask if it hurt in various spots.
Reid just shook his head.
He bit his lips as he felt Luke brush over his nipples.
He grabbed Luke's hand and kissed the inside of his wrist, then his palm.
He looked up at Luke who was returning his gaze of tenderness and love.
He reached up just as Luke was reaching down, and their lips met.
They kissed passionately, with Luke's hands tangling through Reid's hair.
Then Reid was tugging Luke closer and finally pulled him down in his lap.
Hands were everywhere, roaming over bodies, feeling skin, and tugging hair.
Then Luke moved his hands lower to tug down Reid's shorts.
He was finally free and Luke continued running the washcloth over Reid.
When he felt the cool cloth graze the tip of his cock, he hissed and bucked up to meet Luke's touch.
Then the cloth was gone, and was replaced by Luke's warm hand.
His fingertips wrapped around him and started working.
Reid nearly bit through his lip to keep from crying out.
Luke looked innocently up at him.
Reid couldn't handle it anymore and tore his shirt up and over his head.
He pulled Luke's face back to his and kissed him.
Then Luke was sliding off him and in a kneeling position.
He helped Reid out of the chair and on to the chair in the bathroom.
He moved Reid's good leg farther over and then settled between his legs.
Luke removed his own boxers and he was finally naked.
Reid looked down to see Luke staring at him through long black eyelashes, pink cheeks, and cherry red lips.
He looked almost cherubic, and he groaned.
Then Luke's tongue was out and tasting Reid.
Reid willed his hips to remain still.
Then Luke moved closer and took even more of Reid in.
Reid's hands moved to Luke's head and he started to move gently.
The only sounds heard in the bathroom were moans of pleasure.
It didn't take long, especially when Luke reached up and started massaging Reid's testicles, and Reid was spilling down the back of Luke's throat. He was still shuddering, when he felt Luke release him.
Luke finished cleansing him and redressing them.
Then he was being helped into bed.
Reid could see that Luke was still hard and motioned for Luke to join him on the bed.
He pulled Luke's boxers back down, and then pulled Luke up his body, so that his hard and leaking cock was rubbing up it.
Finally he told Luke to straddle his face.
Luke resisted, but Reid assured him that he was fine and more than willing to return the favor.
Then Luke dragged himself up even farther, so that his arms were up against the wall on top of the bed and his cock dragging across Reid's closed lips.
Reid had a perfect view of Luke's face which was a mix of pain, lust, and pleasure.
His eyes were tightly closed and his forehead down as he braced himself against the wall.
Then Reid opened his mouth and took Luke in.
He watched as Luke's face changed to pure unadulterated pleasure and he heard his strangled cry.
The entire time Reid worked on Luke he watched his face.
He saw what he did to make him come completely unglued, until his legs and arms were shaking and his forehead was dripping sweat.
Then his fingers found their way into Luke and Luke completely lost it. His eyes flew open and rolled back in his head, his body locked in place, and Reid could feel the warm, salty liquid splashing in his mouth.
He waited until Luke relaxed. He licked around his head a few more times and then released Luke.
Had Reid not been holding him up, Luke would've slid down and right off the bed.
He pulled Luke to himself and tugged his head back so he could look in his face.
Luke looked completely blissed out.
"I love you."
Luke blinked slowly and grinned,
"I love you too."
Then Reid was kissing Luke everywhere. His face, his neck, his chest.
Luke finally came around and forced his tongue in Reid's mouth.
They kissed for a few seconds, just enjoying being in each other's arms.
Then Reid lifted Luke's head back up again. He smoothed out the lines on Luke's face, and the dark circles under his eyes.
"You need to take better care of yourself, Luke."
Luke blushed and tucked his head into Reid's chest.
"I'm just a little tired. Nothing that a few hours of sleep won't fix."
"Regardless, I don't want to lose you. So let's make a pact that we both are more careful in the future. I would even give up that extra slice of bacon for you."
Reid could feel Luke grin into his chest.
"Deal."
Reid laid his head back on the pillow then, thinking it had been one of the most fun days of his life, even if he only did achieve three out of the four things on his list, but then definitely thought that one of them could be considered a sport, considering how creative they had to be with him in a cast. He grinned and finally closed his eyes. It had been a great day.