𝕿he alarm blares loudly elicting a loud groan from the lump on the bed. The brunette shifts half-heartedly to throw her hand down on the snooze button of the alarm clock, her face snuggling into the comfort of the pillow for only a second more before she realises what day it is.

"Shit", she jumps out of the bed, quickly slipping on her slippers to run into the hallway bathroom and brush her teeth.

Ten minutes later, she's grabbing her phone off the nightstand and hurrying down the stairs in her sleeping shorts and oversized shirt pausing momentarily in the hallway to get startled by Maureen roaming around the house in a bathrobe and a cup of tea — her mother's always been a morning person, June could never relate — and throws a quick "Heading to the Hugheses'!" over her shoulder as she exits the house practically running down the sidewalk to get to the Hughes house.

With heaving breaths and her thighs terribly aching from the sudden exertion — what happened to the overly athletic eight year old that once graced this same path clutching her mother's hand? — and speed walks up the driveway, pressing the bell twice.

After half a second, the door flings open and there stands Luke, equally sleep deprived and exhausted.

"He's here?", she asks already pushing him out of the way as he yelps in surprise.

"In the living room", he murmurs behind her but she's already walking in, a soft familiar laugh greeting her as soon as she enters.

All six pairs of eyes turn to her yet she doesn't give either of them enough time to react before she's flinging herself on the brunet situated on the couch.

He laughs loudly and wraps his arms around her tightly pulling her into his side as she hides her face in the soft material of his tshirt, breathing in his familiar scent and slowly realising that he's here. He's actually here.

"Now this is how I like to be greeted", he chuckles pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

"Like you left a lab home?", Luke mutters from June's other side only to yelp again when she hits out her heel at his knee.

"Fuck you", he shoves his middle finger in her vision but quickly pulls back when she opens her mouth and goes to bite it, all while being cuddled beside Quinn.

She's missed him so much she could cry.

"Luke, it's too early for this", Ellen mumbles irritatedly as she moves past June, making sure to pet her head on the way to the kitchen.

"She hit me!".

"Luke".

Jim's half warning, half amused tone has him grumbling and settling down beside Quinn.

"Please don't ever go away", June's voice comes out muffled, arms still wound around the oldest Hughes brother.

"You know that's not possible", he smoothes out her tangled hair, her face tipping up to see him smile warmly at her.

A smile spreads across her face upon looking at him, seeing him there in the flesh.

"It's summer".

He laughs softly, nodding.

"Finally".

When five more minutes of clinging to him on the couch turns into June dozing off on his chest, Quinn lets Luke pull her up and drag her upstairs to his room to sleep which both of them obviously appreciate because the minute Luke closes the door behind him, they're both sighing down on the mattress and screwing their eyes shut to nap.

— && —

"Well, well, well".

Luke mumbles something under his breath, the sound reverberating against June who is completely flushed into his side.

"Okay, is no one going to say hi?".

Forcefully, June pulls her eyelids open her lips feeling stuck together after that impromptu yet oh so heavenly nap she'd been in.

Especially when cuddled with Luke — there's just something about his giant body wrapping her in a close embrace that really makes her feel safe and immediately lulls her to sleep.

Craning her neck, she sees the last person she expected to see right now.

Wait, it's Friday.

Oh my god.

He stands there, all grins and fresh morning hair perfectly flopping over his perfect, perfect head.

And those eyes, oh god, those eyes.

She could kiss him right now if only her lips would unstuck.

A croaked sound escapes her throat and she instantly clears it as he laughs moving to sit behind her on the bed.

"Hi", she rasps turning her head up to look at his upside down face.

He smiles wider, finger coming up to twirl a strand of hair that had fallen over her face.

"Hi".

"Shut up, shut up, shut up", Luke speaks hiding his face in the pillow, arms still preventing June from lunging up to engulf Jack in a hug.

"Someone's grumpy. You'd think I'd be surprised by this behaviour since it's summer and shit but honestly you're too weird", Jack yawns tapping Luke's head which the latter is quick to scowl about.

"Let her go", he gestures towards June who is clearly contemplating whether she should sit up or lie down for longer.

"No", Luke assertively states once again closing his eyes.

Exhaling, Jack plops down beside June, his fingers coming up to trail down her arm goosebumps arising the moment the pads of his fingers meet her exposed skin.

"Hi", he murmurs right beside her ear, a shiver awakening inside her body at his proximity.

She hums tilting her head to feel his chin brush against the back of her head, a smile lacing her lips.

"I've missed you", he whispers, warm breath hitting the side of her neck at every exhale.

"I've missed you more", she whispers back just as quiet, feeling his fingers continue to lay featherlight touches all over her arm.

"Liar".

Her smile gets bigger.

"You're the liar here".

"You know damn well I'm not", he says directly into her ear, this intimacy suddenly feeling too hot for her when all she wants is his lips on her neck and his hands all over her body.

"Why are you two whispering?".

Jack's eyes cut up to Luke's face, who still has his eyes shut thank god, "Because we don't wanna disturb you".

"You've already ruined my sleep", he grumbles finally opening his eyes giving his brother enough time to settle back and not look so blindingly obvious.

Luke blinks down at June who only stares up with an adorable smile.

"I'm gonna go shower, you'll stay for breakfast?", he asks her.

She nods and he gets up untangling himself from her only for Jack to throw an arm around her waist and pull her flush against his chest.

"Hey", she laughs placing her palm over his hand on her waist.

"What are you doing?", Luke inquires annoyed, moving into the closet to get his clothes.

"She wants to sleep more. Right, Bug?".

June only shrugs revelling in the feeling of his arms wound protectively around her. Oh, she might just collapse if she could.

Luke snorts, huffs, rolls his eyes and quietly leaves the room, finally leaving them alone in what has been one tiresome week.

"Now that he's gone, how much did you actually miss me?".

She shifts on her back and turns her head to stare at him, his bright blue eyes already on her.

"So much", she presses her lips against his, the feeling so soft and perfect that nothing in this world could ruin it.

Not even reality itself.

He kisses her back, hard and leans up on his elbow to deepen the kiss, hand running all the way down to the waistband of her shorts.

His touch teases her navel, her breath hitching in her throat when he slips his tongue between her lips, fingers softly dancing all over her skin under her tshirt.

She tangles her fingers in his hair, tugging and tipping up her head to continue the kiss even as he's pulling away to stare down at her with the softest eyes.

His warm hand settles over her bare stomach, both their chests rising and falling with electric breaths.

"We're in your parents' house".

He raises an amused brow.

"I know".

"In your brother's bedroom. On your brother's bed. My best friend".

He taps his finger lightly over her skin, "What's your point?".

She shakes her head with a groan.

"We need to be careful. This is far from careful".

"You and I both know no one's coming in here for at least the next ten minutes".

Now it's her time to perk a brow.

"You can't be sure".

"I can, actually", he connects their lips again only to be playfully shoved back.

"Leave, I don't wanna get caught".

He twists his face in fake sadness, "That's harsh".

"Shoo", she waves her hand and he gets up on his feet, turned and ready to leave when he unexpectedly comes back again and presses an open-mouthed kiss to her lips.

"Jack", she laughs, pushing his shoulder.

"I just missed you, okay?", he pouts but she pushes him harder and he rolls his eyes finally walking away from the bed.

"You'll be there at breakfast, right?", she calls out as he goes to shut the door.

Peeping his head back with a smile on his face, he replies.

"Of course".

"Alright", she responds, smiling back and he shuts the door leaving her alone and so, so utterly content.

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would yous be interested in a quinn fic as well as a luke fic if i ever decide to publish them