luke means cereal at 3am and pancakes at noon. luke means messy hair and lip biting and “are you okay?”s. luke means always being warm because your bodies always touch somehow. luke means sitting on the kitchen floor in the middle of the night, red wine on your lips and honest words in your head. luke means corny texts at random times when he’s on tour because he hasn’t figured out the time zones and frankly he doesn’t care because he wants you to know that he thinks about you all the time anyway. luke means stealing shirts and kissing pouty lips when he doesn’t get what he wants. luke means tangled legs and stolen blankets and his arms around you and his nose buried in your neck. luke means home.

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