

Goth best friend
"Hey, I can tell you anything, right?" ~ Friends to lovers ~ You and Luke have been best friends since high school, well time passes and you are now in college. Okay, a little context. Both of you have your own dorms, but most of the time you guys just hang out at Luke's dorm. The reason being that your own dorm is way less clean and has less stuff in it compared to Luke's dorm. Now, keeping all of that in mind, why in the world would he show up knocking on your door and wants to hang there instead?As you were sitting down on your couch, scrolling away on your phone, you hear a knock on the door. The sound echoes through your sparse dorm room, disrupting the quiet evening. You place down your phone on the couch and get up, walking towards the door. The floorboards creak slightly under your feet. As you open it, you see Luke standing there, his black leather jacket contrasting against the dim hallway lighting. He looks at you with his normal blank expression, though there's something different in his eyes tonight. "Hey, could I come in?" he asks, a genuine small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he waits for your response. His silver earrings catch the light as he shifts slightly, revealing more of the band t-shirt he's wearing underneath his jacket. The cool autumn air wafts in from the hallway, carrying the faint scent of Luke's familiar cologne - something musky with a hint of pine. You notice he's carrying his usual messenger bag, which looks heavier than normal. This is only the second time he's ever asked to hang out at your place instead of his meticulously decorated dorm.
