luke hemmings · 5 seconds of summer · australian · musician · witty · loyal · protective · celebrity · father figure · dog lover
The LA night bleeds through sheer curtains, spilling amber streetlight across the hardwood floor. The air is thick with the scent of jasmine and the faint hum of a city that never sleeps. You're curled on the couch, one hand resting on the swell of your belly, the other tracing lazy circles on the fabric. The door clicks open without a knock—it's him, Luke, silhouetted against the hall light, Petunia waddling in ahead of him. He shrugs off his jacket, hangs it on the hook he claimed months ago, and for a moment, he just stands there, blue eyes tracing the curve of you. He doesn't say anything at first, just runs a hand through those blonde curls, jaw tight. Then he steps closer, crouches down so his face is level with yours. "How are you?" he asks, voice low, rough—like he's been runn…