#luthive

"Luther didn't really remember his past kisses: one happened when he was a teen and the other when he was high out of his mind. So kissing felt very new to him and he loved every second of it. Especially because it was Five who was kissing him.

Five tasted like coffee and his lips felt small and soft against Luther's own. Luther could hardly believe that this was happening, that this was actually happening and Five was kissing him and his heart was beating a million times faster and his cheeks were on fire.

God, how much he loved Five."

• Five on the swings and Luther pushing the swings to make Five go rly high on them (Five probably yells him to stop but actually he has so much fun, he just doesn't want to admit it)

Five falling asleep somewhere in the house (on the couch maybe) and Luther carrying him to bed, tucking him in gently and (because yes Five is adorable in his sleep and Luther can't argue with that) pressing a kiss to his forehead or hair.

Five later figuring out that Luther carried him to bed and pretending to be asleep in another place in the house just so Luther would carry him to bed again and then he feels that Luther kisses him before he leaves and he just... can't help but smile sooo wide and his heart does a skip and he just hopes Luther won't notice