miracle (miracle) wrote in luke_noah, @ 2008-11-17 14:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | -[luke/noah]-, fanfic, fanfic: [atwt], fanfic: rating: teen&under, ยป by: qafaddiction |
Ficlet: Catch Me
Original poster: qafaddiction
Title: Catch Me
Author: Heather qafaddiction
Characters: Luke/Noah (who else?)
Rating: G
Spoilers: None.
Notes: I was working on my next story when this scene popped into my head and wouldn't leave me alone until I typed it out. Oh, those boys.
It's a rainy afternoon when Luke strolls boldly into Noah's workspace -- the area Emma had cleared out for him in the cellar, so he could tinker with some of the old appliances, like the ancient coffee grinder he had repaired last winter. Luke's chin is tilted just so, in a way that Noah has come to know as a sign of mischief. The slightest of smiles tugs at his soft lips as he walks over to Noah's chair and leans in close. Noah can feel Luke's stubble brushing against his cheek and he's about to ask what his boyfriend is up to when Luke whispers, "If you catch me, you can have me."
Before Noah can even react, Luke is gone. He spins on his heels and takes off like a rocket through the door, his laughter echoing all the way up the stairs. In a moment, Noah is on his feet, chasing after him, following the sound of scurrying footsteps. It's silly, and he feels like a little kid (although his father would never let him run inside the house when he was a boy). He wonders momentarily if he should have just stayed where he was, leaving Luke to run around like an idiot until he realized he wasn't being followed; but that would only lead to Luke's inevitable return to the basement, where he'd pout -- playfully of course -- until Noah paid him some attention.
Despite Luke's head start, Noah has longer legs. He takes the steps two at a time as he follows the sound of Luke's laughter through the kitchen and up another flight of stairs. He's unable to stop the smile that spreads across his face when he catches a glimpse of Luke's striped shirt darting into the guest bedroom. Noah is in close pursuit now, and finds Luke sitting cross-legged in the centre of the bed, flushed and breathing hard. His eyes sparkle with anticipation.
"You know, that wasn't much of a challenge," Noah teases, snapping the door shut behind him and quickly covering the distance to the bed in a couple of strides. He kneels down next to his boyfriend, and Luke's arms coil around his neck.
"Maybe not, but it got you out of the cellar and up here, didn't it?"
Noah grins in response. He presses his lips to Luke's, silencing the laughter, then pins his boyfriend against the comforter, ensuring that neither of them will be running anywhere for the next little while.