— Luke is your best friend. Or probably more, yet both of you don't speak up about it. Cuddles turns to kisses, kisses turns into...

Stressed over a game as Luke grumbled and frowned, groaning as he was tempted to throw the controller to the wall. Seeing you laid on his bed, standing up and laid beside you, his chest pressing up against your back as he reached out and gently placed both of his hands on your chest and squeezed it as a stress reliever.