towerofanimus | You're my world, my stars, my sky...

Characters: Luke and everyone~
Setting: Floor 25, and progressing from there.
Format: Either.
Summary: Luke ends up hearing a bit of an obsessive song while in the middle of training. This can only end badly.
Warnings: Luke being himself... and upped to eleven. Oops. Beware if your name happens to be Asch, Guy, or Yu.

[Luke was going through his routine as usual, wanting to get up as much strength as he could considering it was a Ruana month and who the hell knew what else would happen. As it was there were a bunch of people running around without collars... they might actually end up dead if there wasn't anyone around to protect them.]

[Luke was about to take a step that he knew would be out of place, and he struggled to correct himself... only to hit something hard. He flailed in surprise, falling over and landing on his ass.]

Oww...! What the hell?

[He reached back to rub his ass, looking around to see what he hit, only to see some small, red, heart-shaped fon tech sitting on the ground. He frowned at it, poking at the buttons until one of them was pressed down, letting out... something. He wasn't really sure what it was supposed to be, but it didn't sound like music. Luke fumbled, managing to turn it off with a cry of exasperation.]

Sheesh! Stupid...

[He grumbled under his breath, tossing the stupid thing away so he could get back to practice. Or at least... try to. He let out a sigh as he raised his sword, trying to focus with little luck. Funny, he really wanted to be around someone right now...]

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Oohhhh... okay.

[He's perfectly okay with that!]

[Asch is quiet for the rest of the time it takes to pull Luke up the stairs, and indeed they arrive in the lounge fairly quickly. Asch glances around for anyone else, but it seems empty for the moment, so he promptly pulls Luke over towards a ridiculously oversized beanbag and lets go in order to flop into a seat.]

Much better.

[Luke didn't sit so much as fell on top of Asch when the other sat down. He let out an embarrassed noise, shuffling around so he was curled up tight against his original's side.]

[And Asch just chuckles a bit, rearranging limbs until they're sitting with their sides pressed together and Asch has one arm around the upper part of Luke's back. Definitely much better - he stretches his neck slightly before leaning his head towards Luke.]

[Luke pinked slightly again, before nuzzling up against him, closing his eyes. It felt... good, warm; almost like it was his -- their -- mother holding him instead of Asch. Luke let out a soft noise at that thought, however, burying his face against him.]

...I miss Auldrant. I miss everyone.

[Well, Luke, you were born from the one holding you, in a very real way. Asch reaches out with his free hand and runs it through Luke's hair.]

I know.

[And he does, knows that feeling so well - the loss is scabbed and scarred over, though. Luke's is still fresh.]

But all you can do is keep moving.

[It never does stop hurting.]

I know, but... I want them to be alive...

[It was bad enough being told your world was dead. Ending up alone on a dead husk of a world while your body remained asleep for a week? That sucked.]

The answer is still "just do what you can do." In this case, don't forget them.

[A bit of a squeeze around Luke's shoulders.]

You're not alone. If I have any say in it, you'll never be left here alone again.

[Luke let out a faint sound at that, eyes widening. He'd... always been alone at the manor. Even though Guy was there, and Natalia harassed him... he always felt alone. When Master Van showed up, the alleviated that, and when he ended up blasted out of the manor, he had too much to think about to dwell on it... but...]

[He let out another soft noise that might have been a sob, burying his face against Asch's chest so he couldn't see him fighting against tears.]

Y-yeah... you're right.

[He adjusts slightly, sinking further back into the chair to look at Luke who is buried against his chest. Yes, he knows that feeling of loneliness, better than he could ever put into words. Trying would be a waste of effort.

So he just... doesn't. Instead, he leans his chin gently forward, pressing his lips briefly to Luke's forehead.]

All I ask is that you do the same for me.

[Asch... could probably see Luke's ears turning red under all his hair. Not hard to imagine what he face looked like, even though he didn't show it as he nodded against his original's chest.]

Mmhmm...

[Oh yes, he can imagine indeed. The thought of it turns his satisfied smile into something of a smirk as he buries his face in Luke's hair again. Messy and soft - a perfect summary of everything about Luke, really.]

I'm holding you to that.

[He doesn't hear any of the conversation, as quiet as it is. All Guy can tell is that the one redhead he's looking for is cuddled up ridiculously close to the redhead he would rather not be talking to at the moment, face in his hair and arms around his waist---

Yeah, no. He's not standing for this.

Have a looming guardian slowly coming to a stop right behind that beanbag chair, arms tightly crossed and voice low and scolding, like talking to a disobedient child caught with his arm in the cookie jar.]

Luke.

[Luke let out a faint urk, managing to peal his head up from Asch's chest. O-oh... there's Guy. Guy looks pissed. This can't end well.]

H-hey, Guy...

[Asch, too, lifts his head, tilting his head back and around to look over his shoulder. Oh, it's just Guy.He relaxes the grip on Luke that he hadn't realized he'd tightened.]

And what brings you here?

I could ask you the same question. You two look pretty snug, don't you?

[Because Asch really, come on, what are you doing with your hands all over your replica like he's suddenly your girlfriend.]

But hey. Don't mind me if I interrupted a moment or something. [Or mind. Mind a whole lot, that'd be cool, too.] Who knows what you could've been doing had there not been someone else here.

[Good thing he's here to just lean back against the wall and watch you! The Amazing Guy saves the virtues of the poor maiden minds of Luke and the wiley attempts of Asch once again.]

[Luke shot away from Guy at that, holding up his hands. No. No no nonononononono!]

N-nothing like that was going on, Guy! I swear!

[And the other one is just... Going to give Guy a "Really, bro?" look before reaching up to pull Luke back to his chest. Because hey, if Guy says to ignore him? Sure thing.]

Hate to disappoint, but whatever show you think you're going to get isn't happening.

[And then he tucks his head against Luke's neck again and closes his eyes, smirking a bit to himself. Sorry Guy, if you wanted him - early bird gets the replica.]

You're my world, my stars, my sky...

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