A/N: Wow, Jesus almost came back before I updated this thing. But it's finally done—hallelujah. It took a bit of work for me to get into the groove of writing this again, but it's finally happened. I'm not sure how I feel about the overall outcome, but it's here. I do hope you enjoy. Also, I don't think this story will be very long—not as long as my other stories—and I'm hoping it stops somewhere before chapter 20. Considering the way I'm currently writing it, I don't think it's going to be more than 20 chapters, but you know me…
Notes:
No New Notes
Warnings:
No New Warnings
Dedication: to Westeast (Are you even still reading this, after 500 years of having to wait for an update? I feel awful about making you wait for so damn long for this thing. But it's coming along, I promise!)
Shout_Outs: (please check the end of the chapter for replies)
Disclaimer: I am never going to be Disney, so no, I'm not getting paid for this so please, for the love of all things good on this earth, don't sue me!
To Have Your Arms Around Me…
"I don't care if it's not right/To have your arms around me/ I want to feel what it's like/to take all of you inside of me…"
— Madonna, Forbidden Love
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When Luke woke up, he was alone in the living room. It was still dark behind the thick, white curtains and Luke was more than grateful for that—he wanted to get as much sleep in him as possible before facing the new day, especially his brother. He was planning on enjoying himself in Ibiza, and what would most likely help was enough sleep. He was already a crabby son-of-a-bitch on a good day, it wouldn't be a good idea to add sleep deprivation to the list of problems he currently had, he'd just be a nightmare otherwise, and he doubted that he'd come out unharmed if he was a sleep deprived ass.
The room was surprisingly quiet, the loudest sound—though he'd hardly call it that—being the sound of the ocean coming from the open balcony door. Luke didn't remember the door being opened, but he was sure that Zuri had something to do with it. The sound itself was more calming than annoying. He grabbed his phone and looked at the time—it was just past two in the morning, way too early to be up, for anyone.
After a quick check for text messages—one from Zack that he'd look at more closely in the morning, when he wasn't mostly still feeling sleepy—Luke shoved his cellphone under the pillow and then pushed himself off the couch and shuffled towards the bedroom, moving as quietly but as quickly as he could. He was hoping Ravi was asleep so they wouldn't have to pretend they didn't see each other. The thought of having to deal with Ravi so early in the morning was, alone, physically exhausting—and it was sad that it was mostly Luke's fault that they were the way they were.
The bedroom, to Luke's surprise, was empty. The bed was messy, showing that someone had been sleeping there, but Luke couldn't tell how long the bed had been empty, and he wasn't about to go check. The teen sighed, running his fingers through his hair a few times before heading towards the bathroom. He didn't think about knocking, figuring Ravi had left the room, so he merely pushed the door open with a loud and uncontrolled bang.
A squawk stopped Luke at the door and he looked up, half asleep and something else he didn't want to analyse, to find a very naked Ravi standing by the sink. The freckled teen looked at the darker teen for a long moment, his mind shutting down and working through itself too quickly for Luke. He was still way too drunk on sleep to process everything fast enough. Standing there, staring at his naked brother, well he could easily excuse it this time as being drunk on Hypnos's magic, definitely not his fault.
"Get out!" Ravi shouted after a moment too long of silence, finally grabbing a hand towel and hiding his nether regions.
"You're hard," Luke's sleep addled minded supplied, so very helpfully, for him. Right after Luke said the words, the sleep seemed to seep out of him through his pores and his entire body heated up. "Shit!" he muttered, turning around as quickly as he could and shutting the door behind him. His heart was rattling hard against his chest, his mind going over the image of a very naked and surprisingly hard Ravi.
Luke shook his head, rubbing at his eyes but the image continued flash behind his eyes—Ravi, dark skin glistening, dick hard and pointing teasingly towards his stomach.
"Oh god," Luke groaned, pressing at his eyes and still trying desperately to shove the image from his mind, trying to calm his rapidly beating heart. And then his mind began to think, wondering why Ravi was in a bathroom at two in the morning, hard and naked. Was it a wet dream? About who? Was Ravi seeing anyone? Was there a girlfriend? A boyfriend, maybe.
The freckled teen was pulled from his thoughts by Ravi's phone pinging loudly on the nightstand. Luke looked at the phone as though it would explode, but it pinged three more times. Luke's curiosity won over and he went over to the nightstand and looked at the phone. He could see the notification of four new messages on Ravi's phone but couldn't see what the messages said. Luke stared at the bathroom door—desperately fighting away thoughts of a very naked and very hard Ravi—before staring down at the phone.
Luke counted to ten and when the bathroom door didn't open he picked the phone up and pressed the unlock button. Predictably, Ravi didn't have a pass code, even after years of Luke and Zuri stealing his phone for dumb pranks, he still didn't feel the need to lock his phone with a password. It was lucky for Luke, maybe—because his curiosity was burning hot.
Luke wasn't dumb enough to actually open the messages, but he did swipe down on the screen to see the previews of the messages. They were short quick messages from a number that Ravi hadn't even bothered saving. Luke frowned, reading through the single sentenced messages.
Unknown Number: Haha, you're so predictable, babe.
Unknown Number: Come back! I miss you :(
Unknown Number: I think your cumshot face is amazing.
Something ugly curled in Luke's stomach when he read that text. So Ravi was seeing someone, or maybe just casual texting. The guy hadn't even bothered to save the number. So this thing couldn't be that serious then, right? But Luke couldn't for the life of him imagine Ravi ever doing anything casually, it was just and un-Ravi thing.
But here was a guy, texting Ravi about cumshot faces.
For a fleeting moment, Luke wondered what Ravi's cumshot face looked like, but he pushed that out of his mind with the force of an angered Hulk.
"Ugh," he groaned, staring at the three texts messages.
The phone vibrated in Luke's hand and then pinged: another message. Luke almost dropped it in surprise, not having expected another message so soon. He looked towards the closed bathroom door then down at the phone.
Unknown Number: [Photo]
The phone pinged once more. The thing in Luke's stomach twisted when he read the new text.
Unknown Number: Now we're even ;))
Curiosity ate at Luke and his thumb hovered over the preview panel. He wanted to see what messages Ravi had sent to the guy, what image the guy had sent back. His stomach twisted with the need to know, the need to see. Ravi was having phone sex with some guy whose number wasn't even saved. Luke had to know who it was!
"What the hell are you doing?"
Luke jumped, and this time around the phone fell from his fingers and dropped onto the bedside table with a loud clang. The teen looked up to see his brother glaring at him. Ravi was dressed now—thankfully?—in an old t-shirt and his drawstrings.
"I asked you a question," Ravi said, his voice hard, eyes glaring.
"What the fuck does it even matter to you?" Luke asked, body already prepared for a fight. He didn't look right at Ravi, but he still kept a scowl on his face, could still see the way Ravi's eyes narrowed.
"I think it matters to me when I find you going through my phone."
Which reminded Luke about the texts Ravi had gotten from the unknown number that now that Luke was actually thinking about it, was probably deliberately saved as 'unknown number'. The ugly thing in his stomach that Luke knew was jealousy but wouldn't admit it, even to himself, twisted a little harder and he had to swallow back bile and other ugly things that wanted to spew from his mouth.
"Answer me!" Ravi demanded, glaring fire and death at Luke, hands clenched into fists at his sides. Ravi was seriously ready to fight, Luke could tell.
"Fuck you, Ravi." It was a much simpler response to Ravi's demands than anything else Luke could've said. It really was a lot easier for him to pretend to hate his brother than to admit to anything else. He could not deal with his emotions, especially now, after seeing Ravi— good fucking heavens!
Luke knew he needed to get out of the room, before even more was said. He could feel his hands shaking, not anger, no, but nerves, fear. Ravi was glaring at him, dark eyes narrowed, anger clear in them. The raven-head stepped forward, threateningly. He was seriously ready for a fight, Luke realized, prepared for it. Luke didn't want to do that, not now, because he knew how much it would ruin the whole trip, for everyone.
So he shrugged at Ravi and then turned on his heels and left the room. His heart was pounding and he was still shaking. He tried to remember if Ravi had made any mentions about a new boyfriend to anyone but couldn't think. His heart hurt, the mere thought that his brother was with somebody else hurt.
Luke shook his head, crawling back into his makeshift bed. He thought about getting his phone and maybe talking to Zack, or Zuri, but then thought better of it. He didn't want to bother them, to worry them so late in the night—or whatever time it was wherever Zack lived. He'd talk to Zuri in the morning, maybe, or he'd just text Zack—who'd be a lot easier to talk Luke wouldn't have to look at him when talking. Yeah, he'd do that! Maybe. In the morning. When he wasn't freaking out. When he didn't feel like he was about to go into another attack. It would be a lot easier to talk to anyone tomorrow. When he'd slept on everything. When everyone was about yesterday. Yeah. In the morning. When it was lighter. Yeah.
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Lying was a lot easier for Luke to handle than the truth after all, it was a lot easier for him to pretend like nothing had happened, even when morning broke and everyone awoke. It was a lot easier for him to just move along, not think about anything involving anyone being naked. Life was just easier piled in lies, Luke decided and then continued to ignore his thoughts. Because it was easier.
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"Do you know what your problem is?"
Luke didn't turn to look at Zuri, but he made a sound that pretty much conveyed the words: 'No, but you're going to tell me anyway'. They were sitting by the pool, Luke being completely emo about everything with a long sleeved t-shirt and long jeans, the only savings grace being it wasn't black and he did have a pair of trendy shades on—that, he thought, had to count for something.
"You act like you're the only one with problems," Zuri continued. Luke turned his head to look at her and found her lathered in so much sunscreen she looked like she hadn't moisturized in years. He picked his glasses up, gave up her an up-down gaze before dropping his glasses again and looking out at the pool where Emma and Jessie were swimming.
"I never said others don't have problems though," Luke replied half-heartedly.
"I didn't say— —" Zuri sighed, just this side of exasperated. Luke thought himself lucky to be sitting far enough from his sister for her not to be able to reach over and smack him without putting too much effort into it. "I said you act as though others don't have problems. Now don't get me wrong, your problems are just as problematic for you, but good lord you are tragic, honestly."
"I think that chair by the kiddies pool is calling your name. I can hear it all the way from here. Can you hear it? It's practically screaming for you. Zuuuriiii…."
"Fuck you and the kiddies pool, Philbert."
Luke grinned before shutting his eyes and relaxing back into the pool chair. The sun was coming down hard, Luke could feel the heat through his layers of clothing, but at least there was an umbrella over his head, blocking most of the sun from him. He was feeling sweaty and awful, but he was trying to be extra here, and maybe he could sweat his emotions away.
"You could've been like slightly less emo, you know," Zuri said after a bout of silence. Luke turned his head to look at his sister and found her scrunching up her nose and giving him a slow up down before shaking her head. "Aren't you hot in that?"
"Let me live, Zuri."
"I've been trying to do nothing but that. Hey, how's Zack doing?"
Luke mentally tackled the image that tried crawling into his head at the mention of Luke's online buddy. He turned to look at Zuri again before looking away with a shrug. "Don't know. I haven't spoken to him."
"Why the fucking hell not?"
"You gonna kiss your momma with that mouth?"
"Don't diverge this conversation, Philbert."
"I don't know Zuri, I'm just not feeling up to talk to anyone, online or not."
"You're talking to me."
"Let's not pretend that you wouldn't smack me if I didn't. And it's not like you don't talk at me all the time."
"Fuck you. I'm going to get ice cream. You want any?"
"Sure, Z, whatever."
Zuri mumbled a slew of swear words at Luke before she got up and headed towards the ice cream stall at the other side of the pool, leaving Luke by himself for the first time since they'd come down here. Luke was happy about finally being left alone for all of two seconds before his traitorous mind betrayed him by filling itself with the image of a very naked, and very hard Ravi.
Luke tried to push the thought out of his head, desperately thinking about anything and everything else, like dance moves, and hip hop songs, even a naked Bertram, but nothing worked. Luke couldn't get the image of Ravi out of his head. He was just there, all dark skinned and lovely and very fucking hard. And the image, so vivid in Luke's mind despite the fact that he was trying to fucking hard not to think about it, made him feel all kinds of ways.
He'd avoided Ravi well enough by pretending to be asleep the entire time Ravi was in the room and had hightailed it out the room as soon as Ravi had left—not even wanting to take a shower or anything, too afraid he'd end up doing stupid things (like masturbate) in the same shower Ravi had been in. It was too much. Luke couldn't handle that, not in his current state.
Luke suddenly gripped at his hair, pulling at it slightly, trying to pull himself from his own head with a little pain. He could already feel it, the thin tendrils of a panic attack, building up within him. He breathed in deeply, trying to fight the attack, trying to get himself to stop freaking out. He looked around the pool, trying to find Zuri, but she wasn't by the ice cream stall anymore.
His heart thumped against his chest, picking up in pace. He kept breathing, trying to draw in deep breaths, trying to force his body to stop where it was heading, trying to stop the attack. Not here, he kept thinking, not in front of all these people.
His mind didn't seem to care, didn't seem to pick up why he was having an attack again because it kept looping the same image of Ravi, naked and hard and water glistening off his hair, his body.
Luke curled in on himself, shutting his eyes tightly as his body began to shake. He was trying to breathe, trying to concentrate on getting air into his lungs, but it wasn't working, he couldn't— everything felt cut off. He could feel tears, hot in his eyes, sliding down his face. His breathing was loud, he could hear it, hear the way it rasped as he tried desperately to draw air into his lungs.
Don't let mom see, he thought to himself, please don't let her see.
"Hey man, are you okay?"
Luke couldn't reply, still trying to just breathe.
Someone knelt beside him, he could feel them. "I'm going to touch your arm, okay?"
Luke nodded, still unable to speak.
A warm hand was placed on his arm and the person beside him tightened their hold just the slightest bit. "I need you to breathe," the person said, "come on man, deep breaths, yeah, deep breaths." The person started to breathe, deep, long breaths that Luke followed. "That's it, that's good. Just keeping breathing. In… and out… and in… and out… Yeah, that's good, that's it, just keep going."
Slowly Luke's body relaxed, his lungs opened up, his body stopped shaking and his heart slowed down. He opened his eyes, turning to see the person who was helping him, cataloguing them quickly—make-up, a beard, a floral t-shirt and short and a black and white pin pinned to their t-shirt with the words: them/them please.
"You're good," the person said, "you're okay."
"Thanks," Luke said, breathing stable enough for him to finally speak.
The other person shrugged. "Had a lot of panic attacks in my day, I've learned how to help others. Axel."
"Luke." They shook hands.
"You going to be okay, Luke? Is it all right if a leave you for a moment while I go get you some water?"
"Sure, thanks."
Axel nodded then let go of Luke and headed towards the bar to buy a bottle of water. Luke watched them go. He didn't feel like he was going to go into another panic thankfully and he was more than certain that when Axel came back they'd ask. Axel would likely respect Luke if he didn't want to talk about it, but Luke didn't want to even have to get into that situation. He didn't want to fucking think about anything right now. So without any further ado, Luke got up from his chair, grabbing his towel and Zuri's phone, and hurried back towards the hotel, ducking his head and hoping Axel wouldn't see him.
He got lucky, Axel was busy patting their pockets for cash when Luke dodged past them towards the hotel doors. When he was safety inside Luke just about power walked towards the elevators. He pressed at the up button a bit too hard and a lot more than was necessary, but his paranoia was up and he didn't want Axel to come looking for him.
The elevator doors tinged open and Luke got inside. There were other people in there too, but after he pressed the button for his floor, Luke slithered into the back and hunched down so nobody would pay attention to him. Only after the elevator was moving did Luke let himself feel bad for dodging Axel, who'd only been trying to help. He hoped that he wouldn't have to bump into Axel—it was a big hotel after all—but with the way things were going for him, Luke was almost certain that he'd bump into them at some point of another. He'd worry about it then, Luke figured. He'd come up with some excuse then. Right now, Luke just wanted to go to his room and sleep everything off—they still, sadly, hadn't been changed to another suite because apparently someone had booked out the only available double bedroom that was supposed to be free. Luke planned to have a few choice words with Rosie when he got back to New York.
Luke sighed, pulling out his key-card from his back pocket and unlocked the door. He pushed it open and was practically dragging himself towards the bedroom, already planning his next steps in disjoined thoughts—take shoes off, take shirt off, maybe take off jeans (?) definitely throw self in bed and sleep (forver?).
Seeing the bedroom door, Luke felt himself sagging, already imagining himself on the bed, sleeping off all the tiredness of a panic attack. His body was practically humming with the prospect of sleep, of being able to shut out the world for a few hours. He figure Zuri would show up at some point to bother him—he'd be asking for too much if he just hoped she'd be there to pick up her phone. He wasn't sure where Ravi was, but he hoped that his brother would keep away from the room for a few more hours, give Luke enough time to just sleep.
Wishful. Fucking. Thinking!
Luke pushed the bedroom door open and—again, what the fuck was wrong with his brain even—it took him an embarrassingly long time to actually catalogue everything that was happening in there.
The first thing Luke's sleep addled mind noticed where the clothes all over the floor, two of everything—jeans, shirts, pairs of shoes and socks, and underwear. For a moment, Luke was completely confused about why there were clothes all over the bedroom floor—Ravi was a renowned neat freak and kept everything neat and in place—but then his brain seemed to put everything together when he registered the fact that there were very naked bodies on the bed.
And because Luke was a masochist he look, for too fucking long, at the bodies, at the way Ravi and someone—some guy—were curled all around each other, touching each other and kissing each other and—
"What the actual fuck?"
The two bodies on the bed froze and Ravi jumped, shuffled around like a fish out of water, trying to hide himself and his whatever from Luke. He turned towards the door and his eyes turned comically wide. He opened his mouth to say something, anything, probably explain to Luke what the actual fuck was going on—as if Luke couldn't fucking see!—but Luke didn't give him a chance. The teen stared at his brother for too long before turning on his heels and rushing out the room, feeling that same ugly thing in his stomach roar back to life in a hard way.
Luke could hear Ravi calling out for him, running after him. I can explain, he heard Ravi shouting, but nope, he didn't want to hear anything about that other guy. Ravi didn't have to explain a fucking thing, thanks. Luke had seen, he had eyes. The thing continued to twist in him as Luke pulled the room door open and rushed out the hall. His eyes burned with tears and he couldn't get his breathing down again—he wasn't even sure if it was a panic attack or what, and he didn't even care. Fuck his whole life, really. If he dropped dead now, well Luke wouldn't care one way or the other.
He pushed open the heavy door leading to the stairs and ran down two flights before finally stopping, his chest burning, eyes blinded by tears. It took him a moment to realise he was actually full on sobbing. As far away from anyone as currently possible, Luke dropped down in the corner of the landing he was on, curled himself as small as possible and just fucking balled, letting himself cry away everything that had been building up since last night.
Fuck Ravi.
Fuck his life.
Fuck Zuri and Zack and Whatever The Fuck This Is.
He was done with that shit.
It was stupid.
And disgusting.
And so fucking wrong.
He was stupid and disgusting.
And he deserved this.
All of it.
This was his punishment for being in love with his own fucking brother, this was the world telling him to stop being a freak and get out this nonsense.
Fuck everything.
Luke continued to sob in the corner of the badly lit stairwell, rocking himself as he did.
Fuck Ravi and his whatever and fuck Zuri and definitely fuck Rosie because she had to fucking meddle where she wasn't needed and fuck all of this.
Fuck everything!
Just— FUCK!
…TBC…
Okay, so the ending could've gone better, but it's been two years JFC. But if I'm being completely honest with you guys, I actually liked this chapter, like a lot.
But exciting news! You guys get to get Ravi's POV—finally! This story isn't going to be very long, I think—I never know with these things—but I'm hoping that it'll be plus-minus twenty chapters. It's going to get to the good parts now, I hope. And hopefully you guys won't have to wait two years for another update *crosses fingers and toes*.
Shout_Outs:
orionastro: Thank you so much ((:. I know, my poor baby is going through a lot, shame. I don't think it's going to go that route. He's going through a rough patch, but he's not there yet. He will love Luke, despite everything that's been going on. Luke's his brother, they were best friends. He just wants his best friend back! And here's an update, two years later!
Kigen Dawn: True. Hopefully he'll have no more panic attacks, he needs all the happiness, tbh. Exciting news! Next chapter is we're going to be getting Ravi's POV! I'm not sure how much of his past I'm actually going to write about, but you're definitely going to get a feel of Ravi and where he stands with the whole situation with Luke and his strangeness as of late. I hope that comes out okay, and doesn't take two damn years to be published! I hope you enjoyed the update though.
kjay15: Well sadly there was no bed sharing, but in the future, there could definitely be a lot of it.
Yerp, she's everything. I didn't get to know their characters past the few episode I saw them in (I don't even remember what episode I ended in) but I always liked her. Morgan is a goofball, but she seems more put together than her husband.
I'm pretty sure I know how it's going to go although it could change. And if I'm being honest, I do like the way you're pointing it. I don't trust my writing enough to have anything concrete in terms of reactions, but wherever it goes, I'm sure it'll work out in the end. I think with Emma it is going to be a tough one, because she'll have her own views about it, but yeah, Luke will have a sit down with her and maybe Rosie too, because well, number two fan and all that. Bertram is an easy one, because he's just going to be a 'to each their own' reactor. Jessie and Tony will be okay with it, Jessie might share a story about 'back home' but who knows.
And here is a two year late update!
Jrf970: Yerp, he is super freaked by that. It's why he acts out, it's better to be rejected by Ravi because of things Luke can control rather than by things he can't.
Winged Beauty 16: Same! Zuri really tries because she knows that if she doesn't, Luke's going to end up wallowing alone, and that's not good. I hope the wait was all worth it with the new chapter. I really did enjoy writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it. I like feeling like I'm protecting whoever I'm holding ya know, I think it's a mental thing. Like if someone's holding me I feel claustrophobic, but if I'm holding them I feel like superman *LoL*. Now with Luke, I don't really know *LOL*. I'd need to think about it real hard, but I think he's more of a little spoon though, for the same reasons as you. Having someone hold him would be hella grounding for him, especially after all this.
I'm working through the kinks for everyone's reaction, but I think it'll be smooth sailing. Emma is definitely going to be a little harder on Luke than the others, but I think it'll be mostly influenced by the fact that she looked at Luke from the perspective of villain since his acting out started and didn't really put anything together. I think she would've just assumed he was being an asshole to get approval from his friends. Despite the AU-ness of this story, I'm glad I can give you the feel of it being close to canon (win for me!).
Well, I hope you weren't too disappointed about the fact that there wasn't much in terms of dreams, but there was a hell of a lot of drama to make for it, I think, I hope! And I hope you enjoyed the update, and I swear I'll work as hard as I can so you don't have to wait as long next time!
samm10: Well it's two years later, but it's finally here. I hope you enjoyed the update and that the year gap didn't throw you off.
Casper97: Thank you ((:.
Anna L: It's late, but it's here. And I'm so glad that you enjoyed it so much and I do hope the update was to your liking.
I know. I never really thought that Zuri would play such a big part in the story, but she sort of snuck in and now she's there, doing the best she can for her brother.
No, I doubt that it'll be easy, but I think she'll take it a lot better than Morgan will. It's going to be a little tougher for Morgan I think, but not too bad, he's going to get it together, and if Christina's okay with things than why can't he be. Yeah, I think I have Emma's reaction down a lot better than I do anyones, she's going to be iffy for a while, but then she's going to have a heart to hear with her brother and their going to work through it and then she's going to be okay, maybe it's even going to have more to do with the fact that Luke was such a raging asshole than with the whole 'brother' thing.
It's really okay ((:, I also use Google translate all the time, so it's okay. And I'm super thankful for your review, it means a lot, and gets me thinking about the next step to the story.
jessiefan: I know she is. sadly though, she's going to be here a hell of a lot more, I'm afraid /3 but it's with good reason, I promise!
Luke's diary: It's not an actual sofa bed, it's like a normal sofa, they just put a sheet over it, got a pillow and a blanket. It's a sofa, turned into a fake bed. I don't know how to explain *LMAO* but I hope you get what I'm trying to say. Not a sofa-bed, but a sofa that's been 'converted' to a bed for the night. It's an 'I'll take the couch' situation when someone sleeps over and there's no space for them in the bed.
I know! But Luke chickened out, and I chickened out too, and isn't it a lot more dramatic this way. I love drama!
MuteHero86: Oh, thank you! I've never actually known *LoL*
Exactly, so it shouldn't be so bad. I think I'm going to keep it in the route I had plan, maybe add a little more based on what everyone would like to see. I think that the fact that they aren't blood related is going to make it a lot easier for everyone to handle, and it's just going to be the whole 'legally brothers who grew up together' thing, but that's an easy fix really. Yeah, I think I've got Emma handled in terms of reaction, she'll just be finicky about it because of asshole Luke more than the brothers thing.
Oh, no worries. We'll have Ravi's POV next chapter and I am so excited about it and I hope that you enjoy it. I'm super nervous about his POV though because everyone's gotten to be in Luke's head a lot longer than Ravi's and I'm not even sure how much of Ravi's past we're going to look into. But I kind of know where I want the next chapter to be and how I want it to go.
I hope the update was to your liking and I hope that you will enjoy Ravi's POV when it finally does come through… I love Zuri and Luke's relationship, I'm surprised how much of it there is, I didn't originally plan for it, but here it is!
realmoflegends (chapter 1): I'm glad to hear that!
Jessie (chapter 1): *LoL*
SimleyTree: Thank you very much! And here is more, I hope you enjoyed it!
Wolves491111: I'm so happy to heat that! It's like super late but it's here and I do hope that you enjoyed it and that I haven't ruined your reading experience with late updates (((:.
Guest: *blushing* Wow, peace of art, huh. Well, here's a little more, and I do hope you enjoyed it
Nadia: I was actually really shocked when I realised it too, like OMG, what the heck is wrong with me!? yeah, my update schedule is a #mess and I'm just going with whatever flow my muse wants to go because trying to plan everything out just doesn't end up working and I always end up writing myself into a block. But finally, yah know, an update for this bad boy. And I really do love this story with all my hear (hard to tell with the lack of updates) but the muse has recently picked up on this one and I'm running with it!
Everything about Luke breaks my heart right now, but it's going to get bad before it gets better. Luke and Zack are also faves of mine, I didn't realise how much I'd enjoy writing their interactions. I'm glad that your enjoyed reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them! And thank you for sticking to this, even after years of no updates ((:.
Bye for now!
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