A/N: I'm sorry for not updating, I was having trouble with this day ^_^"

Sorry it's shorter than the other's

DAY SIX: WEARING EACHOTHER'S CLOTHES

Luke sighed softly as he excited the shower, wrapping a towel around himself, he walked over to the sink. Resting his elbows on the sink, he rested his head in his hands and looked at his reflection. His eyes had faint bags under them, and Luke sighed as he poked his cheek. Clive had left for two weeks, for what reason Luke didn't know. It had already been a bit past the first week, and Luke was barely getting any sleep. So now, he decided to try one more thing before losing all hope.

He was going to wear Clive's Clothes.

Luke grinded his teeth in embarrassment as He put one of Clive's baggy Tee-shirt's and a pair of his shorts. Luke sighed and headed to Clive's bedroom, falling fast first into the bed. Luke crawled under the covers, and the moment his head hit the pillow he felt tremendously better than he had the previous week. His eyes began falling, and Luke soon found himself peacefully asleep for the first time in the past week.

Clive sighed as he hopped off the train, looking around London. He had been gone for two weeks without talking to Luke once. Clive sighed and he reached up and grabbed Luke's hat, which what had kept him from running back to see Luke. He took the hat off his head and expected it's light blue color, something that reminded him a Luke. He smiled a bit as he thought of seeing him today.

"Luke?" Clive called as he walked into the dark apartment. Flicking on the light, he looked around. Becoming worried, he finally checked his room.

"Luke are you here-?!" Clive cut himself off as he saw Luke on his bed. His face brightened further seeing Luke was wearing his couldn't get his head wrapped around this, he and Luke had cuddled once when Clive was sick, b-but they weren't dating! Ignoring the pancing part of his face, Clive let a small smile on his face, turned the lights out again and lied next to Luke, holding him to his chest.

"Clive?" He heard Luke mumble.

"shhh." Clive cooed, gently kissing Luke's hair. Luke simply cuddled into Clive's chest, falling back asleep

Clive could care less about the morning were Luke would most likely beat him with a pillow, because right now he wanted to enjoy the nice feeling of simply holding Luke.

His eyes widened at his though, and he slammed his hand to his face as his blush worsened.

He was really in-love, huh?