amelialourdes | fic: A Beautiful Mess, 15/22

Fic: A Beautiful Mess, 15/22
Summary: Luke is a pediatrician! He is officially Dr. Luke Snyder.
Spoilers: References to Luke's past from canon and that's about it.
Disclaimer: Wish they were mine but they're not.
Note: This was inspired by this entry in lure_prompts by the brill _alicesprings. Feedback, concrit, etc. welcome! ♥

And thank you so much to _alicesprings for the quick beta! Appreciate it, bb.

Yeah, it's the beginning of a great party until the comments keep coming.

"All right, boys. Go get a room. But, you're expected back here in 10 minutes so don't get any ideas into your head. There are children present."

"Mother!" Lily exclaims, looking so scandalized by Lucinda's words.

Reid just snickers and Luke takes him by the hand, leading him into another room so that they can get some privacy.

Luke's fingers lace through his and he considers that a very good sign. After all, they can do a lot in 10 minutes. But as soon as Luke closes the door, he has a look on his face that tells him they aren't going to be fooling around in the time that they have.

Before he says anything, he leans in for another kiss, several more kisses, and then he forces himself to pull away.

They're in the guest bedroom so Luke leads him to the bed and takes a seat on it, urging Reid to sit beside him so that they're facing each other.

"Thanks for coming," is the first thing that Luke says to him.

"Yeah, well, I kinda didn't have a choice. I couldn't concentrate on anything at work with that look on your face."

"What look?"

"You were telling Bob and Kim what you were gonna do for the rest of the day and you said the party and then you just stopped. You stopped talking and you looked like someone ran over your favorite pet hamster or goldfish or whatever pet you may have had as a kid."

"I had a mouse once?"

"Fine, mouse. It looked like someone ran over your pet mouse. Why? What were you gonna tell them?"

Luke chuckles, looking down at their hands still together, and he shakes his head. "I can't believe that that's what was bothering you and that's what you remember."

Reid shrugs his shoulders. That comment still doesn't provide any kind of an answer.

Luke lifts his head and looks back at him again. "I was gonna tell them that we were going to my mom's party and then afterward, we'd go home, and I don't know. I stopped. That thought stopped me from saying anything more. I thought of your place as home and I thought of it as ours because I've been spending so much time there. Look what I did last night. I bought a Christmas tree because I realized that we didn't have one. But, I didn't even ask whether or not you even wanted one."

"Luke --"

"No, I'm making too many assumptions about our relationship. I'm at your place like almost every single day and I don't even know how you feel about that. I remember the first time that I moved into an apartment with Noah, he was gone so much that I could do whatever I wanted in it, and I just started thinking of it as my place. I said that if I was ever in another serious relationship then I'd ... and I just called it a serious relationship."

"Hey, would you --"

"And I don't even know if that's how you think of us and what you think about what's going on. That's why I don't want to pressure you into coming to my family parties because if you really don't wanna go then I don't want to be the guy to pressure you into it for whatever reason. I don't want you to think I'll get mad that you're not here because I won't. It's not your thing and I get that and I might get a little upset but --"

"Luke!" Reid yells to get his attention. Luke finally stops talking. "Let's back up a bit here, okay?" He may be a genius and world renowned neurosurgeon but most of that information makes his head spin. "So, you didn't keep talking because you said that you were going to go home and you don't think of it as home?"

"No, the problem is that I think of your place as home."

"And ... what's wrong with that?" Reid is not seeing where the problem is. Luke is there almost every single day and he spends way more time there than he ever does at his mom's place.

"Well, you ... that's not a problem? You haven't asked me to move in."

"Oh, you want me to ask you to move in?"

"No, no, you should feel like you want to ask me to move in."

"Okay, move in."

Luke says nothing but then he bites his lower lip, "Really?"

"Wouldn't have asked if I didn't want it. Luke, look, you're already practically living there. All you need to do is move the rest of your stuff over to make it official. And if I'd minded then I would've said something earlier. But, waking up next to a hot blond every morning is not something that I really plan on complaining about." Luke blushes a little and Reid smiles a little when he sees it. "Okay, so that's all taken care of. What else is bugging you?"

"I do want you to say if something is bothering you. If you didn't want me to get the tree, if you don't want to come to my family's holiday parties, if you don't want to attend the hospital gatherings, I want you to tell me that. I don't want to feel like I'm pushing you into doing something. I mean, I'm sure I've done it subconsciously but if you don't want to go then don't feel like you have to be there for me."

Reid gives Luke's hand a squeeze, opening his mouth to speak, and closing it as he thinks about what he wants to say. When he's gathered his thoughts, he looks at Luke to make sure that he has his full attention. "Listen. I'll probably only say all of this once so listen closely." Luke looks so serious and attentive that Reid holds back some laughter, but he goes on. "Most of those things? I didn't want them. I don't like social gatherings because that involves small talk and I think that small talk is pointless. I don't like trees because I never really had Christmas trees growing up so I'm not used to having them around like you are. And, finally, your family's insane and I don't know how you managed to make it out of there unscathed."

"Reid," Luke chuckles, smiling only briefly before he puts on his serious face again.

"But," Reid goes on. "When you're around? None of those things are so bad. No, okay, your family's still a nightmare except for Lucinda. But, the parties and the events that you're putting on for the kiddies? Tolerable when you're there."

Luke gives him a small smile and has an expression on his face that tells him absolutely everything. "I gotta admit, I love that you're there for those things. I love seeing you there. I love being able to wander over to you when you're looking bored out of your mind and tolerating everything. I love you, Reid."

That's something that Reid never wants to hear him stop saying. As much as he feels for Luke, he likes knowing that it's returned. It's an all encompassing feeling and those words are the cherry on the top of the delicious sundae.

"I love you too," he responds, the words come just a little easier every time. He doesn't often let sentimentality get the best of him but that's just another little trait that Dr. Snyder is responsible for. He makes him drop all of his defenses, all of his metaphorical walls as they say, and the words come tumbling out.

They're about to kiss when there's a loud knock on the door.

"I said 10 minutes!"

"Coming!" Luke laughs and brings his hand up to cup the back of Reid's neck, his thumb moving over the curls of Reid's hair.

"Well, not yet but maybe later," Reid speaks, his voice dripping with innuendo.

"You got that right, Dr. Oliver." Luke's tone of voice makes Reid's eyebrows shoot up, so confident and sure that Reid's cock begins to twitch. It doesn't help that when Luke leans in to kiss him, he gently nips his lower lip, taking it into his mouth to suck on, and then giving him a kiss that makes his hair stand on edge.

When Luke pulls away from the kiss, Reid is still sitting there with his mouth hanging open.

"We're leaving soon, right?" he says when he manages to speak.

"Um, soon enough."

That isn't much of a definitive answer and Reid grunts his disapproval. Luke laughs at his pain and takes his hand again to walk out and face the crowd, the same crowd that watched him lay one on a member of their beloved family.

It's only silent for a few seconds when Lucinda says, "Don't worry, Dr. Oliver. They've just never seen anyone so openly affectionate to our dear Luke." Then she turns to the room and declares, "The boy's almost 30. I think that we can deal with the fact that he's obviously in a very happy relationship and has a very active s --"

"Mom," Lily interrupts. "We know and we're all very happy for Luke and Dr. Oliver. But, could you tone it down to PG levels in front of the kids?" Lily looks so put upon and frazzled while she attempts to censor the things that her mother says. That's why Reid adores Lucinda.

"And yet Emma allowed them to break her rule of sleeping under the same roof in her home and I heard a little story about the children being there in the morning," Lucinda makes an exaggerated gesture and Reid looks over at Luke to see that he's as red as a beet.

"They're grown men, Lucinda," Emma says though she's clearly a little embarrassed remembering what had happened the morning after. "The rules can be twisted a little."

"Your grandmothers love you," Reid says under his breath to Luke.

"I am an exception. I think that they just like having a doctor under the roof."

"Or two," Reid murmurs.

Then, the Snyder/Walsh festivities begin. There's something about ornaments and then there's an appetizer (Reid has four of them) and finally they conclude with a great feast that's been prepared by a chef. Everything is first class and delicious. But, Emma needs to have her way and makes sure to bring plenty of pies and cookies. Reid takes the large piece of the pie and several cookies before passing along the plate.

Okay, there's one thing to be said about these little get togethers. The food is excellent. That's really all that matters. There's the food and a smiling, happy Luke Snyder beside him. Okay, that's all that really matters in the end.

He has no idea when he became this sentimental, dare he say it, romantic twit. But, he doesn't think it's half-bad. There's so much to gain and nothing that he's lost ... except his mind, obviously, at this easy acceptance. He should just accept it. These months with Dr. Luke Snyder are the happiest he's ever been.

Yeah, that's all that matters.

---

After receiving tons of leftovers, they eventually make it back to the apartment. Luke's mother made a feeble attempt to get him to stay but she knows that he's staying with Reid and she probably knows that that's where he's going to be from now on. Luke didn't say a word to her, not on Christmas Eve, but he'll tell her soon.

Luke takes a look around the room and flips the light switch. The lights in the living room turn on and they're wired to the tree so the lights around the tree are on. The tree's pretty tasteful. He'd been afraid that Luke would go all out on it but it's tastefully decorated and provides the room with a nice, white glow.

"You're not thinking about redecorating, are you?" Reid jokes, popping another cookie into his mouth before he puts them away in the kitchen.

"No, nothing like that."

"Then, what?" Reid mumbles, still chewing on the cookie.

"Just, uh," he leaves the room and Reid watches him, seeing him come back with a wrapped box.

"Luke," he starts to protest.

"I know. We didn't really talk about the present thing and I just assumed that you weren't going to give me one since I know how you feel about Christmas. But, I really wanted to get you something. So," he trails and places the box on top of the kitchen counter.

After finishing the cookie, Reid takes the box, and brings it into the living room. Luke follows him and they take a seat on the couch together. Reid's still holding the box and Luke's looking nervous and excited and Reid knows just the thing to send him straight over the edge of that excitement.

"Hold on," Reid grumbles, putting the box on the coffee table. He goes into the bedroom, pulling out a present of his own that he's managed to keep hidden for the past week.

The second he walks back into the room and Luke sees it, he's hit by that giant smile that goes from ear to ear. Reid can't help but smile back at him. He doesn't know how Luke manages to make him do that because of one smile. One really great smile.

"Reid!" Luke exclaims, finding his voice again when Reid takes a seat beside him. He wraps his arms around him and kisses him on the cheek before he kisses his lips, lingering there for a moment but a smile breaks out mid-kiss. "I can't believe you got me something."

"Yeah, I pegged you for a Christmas guy the second I saw you."

They exchange gifts and Luke looks at him, clearly wanting him to go first. "My heart's about to jump outta my chest. Can you just open it?" he asks.

Reid laughs and starts to unwrap the paper, careful of any edges that'll even give him a finger cut. He has to protect his livelihood. When he opens the gift, he finds the large box is because inside is a new, leather briefcase with his initials on it.

"Luke," he tries to say, admiring the finish and the way that the leather feels underneath his fingertips.

"Is it, I mean, I know that you must love the one that you have since you brought it from Dallas but this could be for home or --"

"Luke, I love it. Thank you." New briefcase, new life, new start to the new year here in Oakdale.

Reid brings his hand up to cup Luke's face and leans in for a kiss. When they pull away, Luke shyly ducks his head. Reid believes that Luke's ability to accept a compliment of any kind, has been compromised by terrible exes, one in particular. It's time to put that on the mend.

"Now, you," Reid motions toward his gift for Luke.

Luke smiles as he opens it, looking very much like a kid on Christmas morning. Instead, it's Christmas evening and he's not exactly getting a gift from Santa Claus. But, Reid's up for roleplaying that fantasy. Reid as Santa. Luke as an elf. Reid with a whip in his hand and Luke's penchant for a little bit of pain could be great fun.

He snaps out of it just in time to watch Luke see his gift. He opens the wooden box, custom made thank you very much, and inside is a stationary set with Dr. Luke Snyder written in the letterhead. Underneath that is the name of the hospital and he's chosen a generic but very fancy design to complement the script used for Luke's name.

"See, 'cause you wrote me all those scribbled notes in the packages to bribe me into coming to the parties and you told me you used to write so ..."

Luke places the box on the coffee table and before Reid can ask what he's doing, Luke lunges at him, pressing his lips to Reid's and pushing him back on the couch. They both laugh and when Luke speaks, there's a hitch in his throat. "Thank you," he whispers.

"I think that I should've gotten you a fancy pen, too. Maybe you would've stripped me naked by now."

Luke laughs again and Reid's hand tenderly moves through his hair as they look at one another. "Thank you," Luke says once more and Reid doesn't joke this time. Instead, he pulls him close, and they kiss.

They hear the crinkle of the discarded wrapping paper underneath their bodies as they move, Reid shifting underneath Luke to position himself on the couch.

Clothes are gone in a matter of minutes, both of them kissing as they remove each piece.

Luke's ends up riding Reid hard, so hard that when they come, Reid sees stars in his eyes. It's a bright flash behind his eyelids, pleasure shooting through him, his fingertips holding on to Luke's waist as they come to a slow halt together.

When Reid opens his eyes, he can't tell if the light that's reflecting off of Luke's body comes from the lights on the Christmas tree or the lights he saw as he came.

Luke eases himself down on top of him, Reid's arms circling around him to hold him close, tight. He presses a kiss to Luke's hair, his temple, and Luke lifts his head to kiss him. They kiss slow and sweet until Luke rests his head against Reid's chest once again. Reid's sure Luke's able to hear the steady thump of his heart where he rests. It's a calm, steady beat, definitive of how Reid feels in this moment.

This is all that matters.

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