“I-I—” Luke starts, putting his hand on the back of his head and shuffling.
“Everything alright?” Julie asks. “It’s not like you to not speak your mind.”
“Yeah,” he chuckles nervously. “Usually Alex is trying to get me to shut up. If he could see me now…” He runs his fingers through his hair. “It’s just, I-I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, but can’t I—”
When he doesn’t finish the sentence, Julie moves closer to him, which makes his heart race faster. It sounds like Alex when he’s in an anxious mood, sticks slamming against the drum set with a speed Luke can’t keep up with. “Yeah?”
“I just, don’t want to try this in front of them.” He says quietly, reaching out.
Before he can talk himself out of it, Luke reaches down and grabs Julie’s hand. He waits for the disappointment, he waits for his hand to go through hers, but it does. Its rests there and he can’t help it, he chokes out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. It’s shaking and filled with relief, his eyes blinking away the sting of tears that threaten to come.
Luke hadn’t realized how strongly that this was what he was afraid of. This moment here, this touch. He’d be afraid that everything changed when they didn’t cross over, when they all embraced. But not as much as if it’d go away. If he had a moment, when he felt alive and wanted and safe, only for it to… vanish.
Letting out a weak chuckle, Luke takes his hand out of Julie’s. “I just wanted to make sure.” He admits sheepishly. Except when he looks at Julie, she seems as relieved as he is. She smiles at him and any embarrassment he felt moments before vanishes. “Good.”
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