The One Where...
Title: The One Where...
Author: lure007
Rating: PG-13
Summary: A series of mini episodes featuring Luke and Reid.
Disclaimer: No one but Luke and Reid own each other. As for the rest of Oakdale, eh.
A/N: Fluffy one-shot. Unbeta'd. Feedback = sandwiches. :D
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The one where Reid babbles
Luke is escorting Lucinda to a fundraiser this evening. He finishes getting ready and steps out into the living area.
Reid feels a little breathless and his eyes glaze over as he takes Luke in. His blonde is a sight to behold on a normal day, but he looks positively edible tonight in a tailor-made tuxedo that hugs him in just all the right places. Reid wants to lick him.
The expression on Luke’s face tells Reid that he is completely aware of how much Reid wants him right now.
Reid swallows hard before clearing his throat. “You look like the top of a wedding cake.” Luke stares. “I mean...in a really good way! Like super yummy and stuff. And, I love you?!”
Luke stifles a laugh. “Did my eyes narrow or something?”
“Uh huh!”
The one where Luke keeps hurting himself
Not long after they start dating, it becomes apparent to Reid just how incredibly clumsy Luke is. He is constantly hitting on things, be it with his head or knee or some other part of his anatomy.
One fine Saturday morning, Reid is in the middle of a particularly complicated-looking and stretchy yoga move when he hears a loud thump to his left.
“Ow!” Of course. Luke has somehow managed to fall flat on his, admittedly, very pretty behind. “I hurt my butt!”
Reid helps a pouting Luke up and leads him to the couch. “You have got to stop hurting yourself,” the good doctor says firmly as he sits him down, “especially, where my butt is concerned.”
“What?” Luke is confused. “But I hurt my butt.”
“No, you didn’t. I play with it more than you do, Mr. Snyder. So it’s my butt.”
The one where Luke asks and Reid states the obvious
Okay. So Luke messed up the order of the tomatoes and the lettuce. He forgot to spread mustard instead of mayonnaise on the second slice of bread. He placed the cheese under the pastrami but not on top of it. He got a little heavy-handed with the black pepper.
“Do you still love me?” Luke asks, chewing on his bottom lip.
Reid sighs. “It’s not like I have a choice. You have half my heart.” Luke beams and starts bouncing on his heels, eyes shining with happiness. “And the keys to my apartment.”
The one where they talk about starting a family
“So, I was thinking.”
“You were?” Reid gasps.
Luke rolls his eyes. “Sure. I think it’s time we have a child.”
Reid mulls this over. “Hmm, sounds like a good idea. A little baby of our own, with your looks and my brains, of course.”
“Well, I am cuter than you are,” Luke says matter-of-factly. He snuggles closer to Reid. “And you are smarter than I am. Sounds like a plan. What happens if the kid ends up getting your looks and my brains, though?”
“We will have to be extra nice to that one...”
The one where Henry knows
Reid approaches the counter at Al’s Diner with his usual disposition. “Hank! Food.”
“I’ll be right with you,” Henry says, a little too jovially for Reid’s liking.
The doctor mutters under his breath as Henry goes about adding the final touches to his order.
“Bad day, huh?”
Reid sifts grumpily through his wallet. “Your observational skills are astounding, Hank.”
“Why, thank you.” Henry says, smirking as his fingers move over the computer screen. “And since I’m on a roll, let me add that it’s obvious you and Luke are fighting with each other.”
“Really?” Reid hands over some bills. “How would you possibly know that?”
“Well,” Henry's eyes gleam with unconcealed amusement, “Luke called in earlier about the order and made a point of placing it under this name.” He hands Reid the take-out bag, drawing his attention specifically to the customer name printed on the attached receipt.
'Dr. Butthead'.
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Author: lure007
Rating: PG-13
Summary: A series of mini episodes featuring Luke and Reid.
Disclaimer: No one but Luke and Reid own each other. As for the rest of Oakdale, eh.
A/N: Fluffy one-shot. Unbeta'd. Feedback = sandwiches. :D
***
The one where Reid babbles
Luke is escorting Lucinda to a fundraiser this evening. He finishes getting ready and steps out into the living area.
Reid feels a little breathless and his eyes glaze over as he takes Luke in. His blonde is a sight to behold on a normal day, but he looks positively edible tonight in a tailor-made tuxedo that hugs him in just all the right places. Reid wants to lick him.
The expression on Luke’s face tells Reid that he is completely aware of how much Reid wants him right now.
Reid swallows hard before clearing his throat. “You look like the top of a wedding cake.” Luke stares. “I mean...in a really good way! Like super yummy and stuff. And, I love you?!”
Luke stifles a laugh. “Did my eyes narrow or something?”
“Uh huh!”
The one where Luke keeps hurting himself
Not long after they start dating, it becomes apparent to Reid just how incredibly clumsy Luke is. He is constantly hitting on things, be it with his head or knee or some other part of his anatomy.
One fine Saturday morning, Reid is in the middle of a particularly complicated-looking and stretchy yoga move when he hears a loud thump to his left.
“Ow!” Of course. Luke has somehow managed to fall flat on his, admittedly, very pretty behind. “I hurt my butt!”
Reid helps a pouting Luke up and leads him to the couch. “You have got to stop hurting yourself,” the good doctor says firmly as he sits him down, “especially, where my butt is concerned.”
“What?” Luke is confused. “But I hurt my butt.”
“No, you didn’t. I play with it more than you do, Mr. Snyder. So it’s my butt.”
The one where Luke asks and Reid states the obvious
Okay. So Luke messed up the order of the tomatoes and the lettuce. He forgot to spread mustard instead of mayonnaise on the second slice of bread. He placed the cheese under the pastrami but not on top of it. He got a little heavy-handed with the black pepper.
“Do you still love me?” Luke asks, chewing on his bottom lip.
Reid sighs. “It’s not like I have a choice. You have half my heart.” Luke beams and starts bouncing on his heels, eyes shining with happiness. “And the keys to my apartment.”
The one where they talk about starting a family
“So, I was thinking.”
“You were?” Reid gasps.
Luke rolls his eyes. “Sure. I think it’s time we have a child.”
Reid mulls this over. “Hmm, sounds like a good idea. A little baby of our own, with your looks and my brains, of course.”
“Well, I am cuter than you are,” Luke says matter-of-factly. He snuggles closer to Reid. “And you are smarter than I am. Sounds like a plan. What happens if the kid ends up getting your looks and my brains, though?”
“We will have to be extra nice to that one...”
The one where Henry knows
Reid approaches the counter at Al’s Diner with his usual disposition. “Hank! Food.”
“I’ll be right with you,” Henry says, a little too jovially for Reid’s liking.
The doctor mutters under his breath as Henry goes about adding the final touches to his order.
“Bad day, huh?”
Reid sifts grumpily through his wallet. “Your observational skills are astounding, Hank.”
“Why, thank you.” Henry says, smirking as his fingers move over the computer screen. “And since I’m on a roll, let me add that it’s obvious you and Luke are fighting with each other.”
“Really?” Reid hands over some bills. “How would you possibly know that?”
“Well,” Henry's eyes gleam with unconcealed amusement, “Luke called in earlier about the order and made a point of placing it under this name.” He hands Reid the take-out bag, drawing his attention specifically to the customer name printed on the attached receipt.
'Dr. Butthead'.
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