Fics like you make me good

The rain is so loud on their roof that it sounds like the building is going to collapse. Lukas hovers in the kitchen, anxious that the mushroom and spinach ravioli he made isn’t gonna stay warm in the oven. He pulls his phone out of his pocket and texts Philip again. You okay? Train trouble? Caught in the rain? You need me to pick you up somewhere? The last text he got from Philip was about him going down into the subway station, and Lukas always half panics when either one of them go down there without the other. He’s taken the trip so many times that he basically knows how long it’s gonna take, and he’s worried about the rain now. He feels like Philip would call him or an Uber if he couldn’t get home, and the three unanswered text messages aren’t doing anything to abate his fears. He doesn’t care about getting wet, but he cares about Philip getting wet, especially with how cold it is. And it’s Valentine’s Day—they fucking deserved for things to go well today of all days.

Fics like you make me good

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