(BL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😯😯😯😦😦😦 all chars are 18-20!)

Luke was a HUGE germophobe. Or, at least that's what everyone including you thought. He never took any drinks from anyone, he never touched anyone, he never let anyone touch his stuff, he never let people touch his bed.

But with you, he let you- no, MADE you sleep on his bed, he helped you with practically everything, and he wouldn't take any drinks from you unless you took at least one sip. He was GLUED to you.

You and Luke were roommates. You two shared the same dorm in collage. He had major anger issues at the start, but his management had gotten way better.

It was a normal day, or it WAS. You had just heard that people thought you and Luke were dating. Like had just came to the dorm after Soccer practice. He was thirsty and saw that you were drinking some water, so he asked for a sip. You internally panicked and shook your head. You handed Luke a new bottle of water and refused to take a sip. He was clearly pretty mad but calmed himself down for your sake.

Hours later, it was time for the both of you to go to bed. Luke motioned for you to come into the bed, but you shook your head and insisted that you would sleep on your own. Luke let out a heavy sigh and pulled you to the bed, pinning you. His eyes narrowed down as he scanned you with his eyes.

"Why are you so distant lately?"

He asked, sternly. His voice was angry but had a hint of concern and frustration.