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“Rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“Lukas? What the hell? ‘Rise and fucking shine’“?

Philip flinches when a pillow is tossed at his head.

“It’s like noon, get up already!”

Lukas had been dutifully watching Philip sleep for the past hour after coming from his own house. Unable to wait any longer, that had been his greeting of choice along with a pillow to the face.

“Fine, but this better be for something good.”

Philip grumbles under his breath, not at all pleased to be woken from his heavy sleep.

“It’s not I’m just bored.”

At that, Philip dramatically curls farther into his blankets.

“Then go away, I’m not interested.”

“C’mon Philip, it’s noon already!”

“No.”

Lukas grabs the end of the blanket and pulls. Philip refuses to let go and finds himself on the floor with his blankets, Lukas on top of him.

“Pleaseeee?”

“Lukas I’m tired.”

Lukas changes tactics then, kissing up the column of Philip’s neck to the his ear, rubbing himself onto him ever so slightly. The remaining sleepiness runs from Philip’s body, and he pulls Lukas mouth to his own for a few seconds before Lukas gets up.

“Are you awake now?“

“That’s not fair play.”

Philip stretches his legs out in front of him on his bed where he and Lukas currently are studying. He’s already finished his, and the past fifteen minutes have consisted of him matching Lukas crease his eyebrows and scribble onto a worksheet for english. Philip clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, boredom finally getting the best of him.

He sees Lukas glance at him from the corner of his eye as he makes little noises. He’s humming now, pencil in hand tapping on a book beside him to create a beat for his tune.

“Be quiet dude I’m almost finished.”

Philip thinks about it for a moment, he really should let Lukas finish his work. But messing with Lukas is an opportunity he hasn’t yet learned to pass up.

“How about you make me?”

It takes half a second for Lukas to abandon the worksheet he had been concentrating on and lunge at Philip. Philip, having expected such a reaction, launched himself to his feet and scurried around his room doing his best to avoid Lukas’ arms. He backed against the bed humming even louder now to further antagonize Lukas. Realizing he was cornered, he turned to jump across the bed only to find himself pressed against, Lukas on top of him.

Philip’s hums turn into soft moans as Lukas presses kisses to his neck and collarbone. A chaste kiss his placed to his mouth before Lukas sits back up, seemingly unaffected compared to Philip who had been moaning beneath him.

Lukas always rode carefully with Rose on the back of his bike. With Philip though, he rode with even more caution. The thought of Philip being flung off the back of the bike was enough to make him never want to let Philip on the thing ever again.

They’re about to head back to Philip’s after some practice at the track by the quarry, and Lukas tosses Philip his helmet to gear up with.

“Can we go the long way, please?”

“Yeah, sure Philip.”

Lukas agrees, of course he does, he would do just about anything Philip wanted him to if he’s being honest. Philip jumps on behind Lukas and the bike jolts ahead beneath them.

Lukas rides them through the woods, he even goes around in circles sometimes because he just doesn’t want Philip to go home and he did ask to take the long way. Usually, Lukas doesn’t ride in the forest as much, there’s always the possibility of a branch getting underneath them and sending them air born or into the nearest tree. But the yells he hears in his ear coming from Philip as he buzzes between trees make him throw caution to the wind.

They say hindsight is twenty-twenty, which is why afterwards Lukas realizes he was being a complete idiot. That even though they both had been enjoying themselves, it was dumb to dodge between the trees and over the leaf covered ground. It’s because of the leaves that Lukas doesn’t see the relatively small tree that’s fallen in front of him until the bike goes about a foot off the ground. Lukas lands easily, even though the air was unexpected, but Philip is ripped from behind him as they hit and bounces onto the ground.

Lukas leaps off the bike before it truly reaches a full stop and tosses his helmet aside as he reaches Philip who is flat on his back on the forest floor. He hears a small groan come from the boy and he panics for a moment before he collects himself.

“Philip? Philip! Are you okay? What hurts?”

Lukas practically rips the helmet off of Philip who’s face is twisted up a little in a frown.

“Everything.”

“Tell me what hurts most.”

Lukas runs his hand over ribs and ankles, bending him gently to check for broken bones.

“It’s my pinky.”

Philip holds out a red pinky, it’s swollen but definitely not broken and Lukas laughs a little.

“It’s not funny, it hurts.”

“I thought you were dying. You were so dramatic.”

It’s Philip’s eighteenth birthday. Helen and Gabe have of course made a huge deal out of it, and Philip knows he should be happy, but he hasn’t heard a peep from Lukas since yesterday morning. It’s a nice sunday afternoon, the sun is out, Helen is home. Gabe even made Philip a birthday cake with frosting, from scratch.

Philip smiles when Helen pushes candles into frosting and raises an eyebrow when she doesn’t light them.

“Maybe we should give Philip his gift first?”

Helen nudges at Gabe and they share a look that sends the gears in Philip’s mind into overdrive. They’re hiding something. Gabe nods and heads toward the living room while Helen runs off to grab the neatly wrapped box for Philip. She returns a moment after Philip settles onto the couch, gift carefully perched in her arms.

She hands him the box and Philip can’t help but stare for a moment. He had expected the cake and the nice lunch, but the gift was a surprise.

“You can open it.”

Gabe’s words assure him that he’s okay. He’s allowed to celebrate his birthday and get a present. His hands don’t wait a moment longer before tearing into the paper. As the corners of the box come into view Philip feels like he’s choking on air when he tries to speak.

“If you don’t like it we can always get something different.”

“No, no. This is perfect! You guys shouldn’t have-”

“Philip we absolutely should have. Happy birthday, son.”

Philip beams up at them. He removes the packaging quickly, attaching the lens and putting in the battery pack. One pleading look at Helen is all it takes for her to usher him outside.

“The cake can wait an hour!”

He hardly hears her as he takes off down the porch.

…

Philip pokes around the barn snapping pictures and messing with the settings. He’s been out nearly an hour by now he’s sure. His phone is still silent. Slowly, Philip makes his way back to the house, pausing to catch a picture of the stained wood that makes up the porch on the front of the house. As the shutter clicks his hears pick up the soft and unmistakable roar of Lukas’ bike. He bolts upright and rocks on his heels as Lukas pulls up to the house pulling off his helmet.

Philip immediately is pulled into a hug, Lukas planting a kiss to his cheek. He feels his face light up the brightest it has all day when he hears Lukas whisper a ‘happy birthday’ into his ear.

“I wasn’t sure you were gonna come.”

“Did you think I forgot?”

“A little. But for once…I was wrong.”

“You’re an idiot.”

Philip grins at the lighthearted insult as Lukas pulls him inside. Helen and Gabe stand behind the counter, the cake in front of them. Philip can’t help but think they look awfully suspicious. The three seem to be sharing some kind of secret communication between them.

“What is this?”

“Okay Philip, don’t freak out, but we have one more thing for you.”

Philip eyes Gabe suspiciously as he talks. Confusion washes over him as a little envelope emerges from behind Helen and Gabe and is slid across the counter to him. Philip reaches for the envelope, ripping it open and pulling out a pair of tickets. Plane tickets, he discovers after a moments examination.

“This way you can come be with me during the national circuit. I mean we still won’t see each other all the time but-”

Philip feels the start of a tear in his eye, and he hugs Lukas tighter than he ever has.

“Thank you.”

The thought of being away from Lukas when he went on a multi-month motocross circuit had been eating at him for weeks. Sure Lukas will come home for breaks every now and then but the tickets tell him he gets two weeks with him in Atlanta. Two entire weeks of just him and Lukas curled up in a little hotel room between races and interviews.

“How about that cake?”

The Waldenbecks, specifically Bo, have a knack for keeping with tradition. For example, the yearly turkey shoot, and the lesser known Christmas gathering. Christmas on the Waldenbeck farm is comforting and casual, relatives from all over flock together for food and beverage.

Philip would like to say he expects the invite when Lukas asks him over Christmas, but he hadn’t expected it and of course he says yes because they are dating after all. It’s not until after Lukas leaves that Philip starts to panic. He’s going to a family Christmas gathering. With Lukas. As his boyfriend? Philip isn’t actually sure about the last part.

The week between Lukas asking him to come and the actual party passes far too quickly. Suddenly Philip stand before the door, unsure if he should knock or text Lukas that he made it. His hands feel a little sweaty so he knocks quickly, hoping Lukas answers and not an aunt or cousin.

Philip breathes a sigh of relief when Lukas swings the door open and pulls him inside out of the cold. Philip passed a lot of cars on his way to the door, but he wasn’t ready for all the people he was faced with: aunts, uncles, grandparents, smaller grandchildren, cousins. There has to be nearly thirty people spread throughout the house and even though Philip feels like throwing up, he loves that he gets to be a part of this.

Lukas and Philip get to sit at the table for ‘grown ups’ while the kids and a few teens are spread across the floor in the living room. The table is crowded, maybe fifteen of them seated around it and the chatter is a bit overwhelming. Lukas has his hand on Philip’s bouncing knee under the table trying to calm him down.

“So Lukas, you never introduced us to your friend here.”

Lukas is sure his aunt just wants to include Philip, but the chatter dies and all eyes are on him and Philip who looks a little bit pale at this point.

“Yeah, this is my boyfriend Philip.”

It’s silent for a second, but no one freaks out. Bo kind of looks like he wants to leave and one of his uncles looks like he chokes on the beer he was sipping, but no one gets angry.

“Well nice to meet you, Philip. Welcome to the family.”

Lukas smiles at his aunt, Lucy, and everyone goes back to what they were doing. Eating. Drinking. Talking. Philip turns to him and comes right up next to is ear.

“I thought I was gonna get tossed to the curb.”

“Nah, I wouldn’t have let them.”