😂
So I just read this Luke Patterson fan fic… and…
So it was funny to me because the writer said “could smell his perfume,” and I was like “Umm honey guys don’t wear perfume they wear Cologne,” but then my dumb stupid Brain goes “nahhh… I could see Luke wearing perfume and saying that it and I quote “just smells so much better…” 😂
Then Alex be like “you sure your not gay? Cause that was pretty gay… I should know I’m gay…” and Luke just being like “what I just like the smell!” 😂
Then Julie be in the corner like with Flynn like “are they really fighting over if cologne or perfume smell better?”
And Reggie just be off watching Ray oblivious to everything that’s going on.
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Unprompted Slice of Summer
Slices of Summer(Eight): A look at the band’s first summer together. Can they figure out boundaries, communication, visibility, among other things and still enjoy their summer?
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It was quiet. Luke didn’t like quiet. Quiet demanded to be filled unless you wanted it to swallow you whole. He’d always felt like that but after 25 years in total dark silence his anxiety around quiet got a little worse. It hadn’t been this quiet a few minutes ago.
They all finally decided to get together and try and figure out how he and Reggie turned visible on the beach. They had all noisily settled into the couch. Alex and Julie were the only ones actually sitting, he and Reggie were sort of strewn across the two of them. How they settled on this particular arrangement he doesn’t know but he’s not complaining. It had been blissful noise and chaos until everyone agreed they were comfortable and ok and then the silence fell.
Luke knew it was because no one had the first clue as to how to even start this conversation. There’s a reason he kept brushing off every instance of Alex trying to figure out how things worked. Sure, at first, that reason was he was just too excited that he could still share his music with the world. At some point though the reason became because he didn’t have a clue, and admittedly he was scared to find out.
Yet, the silence was eating away at his brain. There wasn’t even the sound of fidgeting from anyone. How on a couch full of fidgeters and nervous noisemakers was there this much god damned silence? Luke couldn’t stand it anymore, he grasped onto the first thought related to the topic at hand and let the words fly from his mouth. “Hey Reggie, back before the beach, what made you keep saying you thought we were close?”
“Oh, you couldn’t tell?” Reggie sounded shocked. With his head currently positioned he couldn’t really see Reggie. Luke briefly debated moving but then that would probably cause a chain reaction of everyone adjusting and he was too comfy for that.
“Tell what? Exactly.” Alex’s reply was short, he was either very calm, or way way too anxious.
“Well like we feel different when we’re visible.” Reggie said it like Luke and Alex should already know this. Luke had never noticed anything.
“What?” Alex shifted forward to look at Reggie directly. Luke wouldn’t have minded except the motion had nearly sent him to the floor. As predicted everyone shifted around. Although they weren’t moving to make a more comfortable cuddle pile. Everyone moved in order to get a direct line of sight with Reggie, who had the gall to look like everyone else had lost their minds.
“We don’t feel any different when we’re visible.” Luke argued. They didn't, right? He actually had never paid close enough attention to notice one way or the other.
“Yeah, we do.” Reggie’s eyebrows furrowed into a scowl. It was a little disconcerting. It’s not like Reggie never got annoyed or angry, it just happened so sporadically you never got enough time to get used to seeing his face like that. Or at least Luke never seemed to get used to it.
“Ok then,” Julie chimed in, clearly attempting to sound neutral. “How does it feel when you’re visible?”
“That’s the thing.” Reggie’s scowl melted into a look of guilt and mild confusion. “I’ve only ever really noticed that I felt different once I’m invisible again. By that point trying to figure out how I felt different is like trying to remember a hazy dream an hour after you wake up.”
“So when you said you were sure we were close, that was because..” Alex’s voice trailed off, he was probably still wrapping his head around Reggie’s analogy. Luke thought it was one the bassists better ones actually.
“I kept getting that hazy dream feeling.” Reggie said as he nodded sagely
Silence descended upon the studio again. Thankfully this wasn’t like the earlier silence. Alex was tapping his foot, and Julie hummed contemplatively. This silence also didn’t last as long as Alex asked, “If you don’t know how to describe it, how are we supposed to do anything with that?”
Julie’s eyes shifted to Alex, she was clearly trying to make some connections but was missing some details. Luke decided to help, hoping he was guessing Alex’s train of thought correctly, “So like we get a particular feeling when we poof, and a different one when we are tangible enough to interact with something. If we can figure out the feeling of visibility, we might be able to go visible whenever we want.”
“Exactly” Reggie chirped as Julie nodded in understanding.
“So how do you figure out that feeling? Do we just,” Julie was doing the hand wave thing usually reserved for when she was lying, “play together while you guys try to focus on what being visible feels like?”
Thankfully Reggie and Alex looked as unsure as Luke felt about that plan. Didn’t Julie just insist on setting some boundaries around band time? She may have been the one to offer, so maybe she didn’t mind but if there was one thing she kept trying to drill into their heads it had been boundaries. Sure they were more inclined to keep boundaries as fuzzy gray areas rather than firm lines but maybe they shouldn’t blur that particular one.
“What if we asked Willie? He’s been visible plenty of times before right?” Luke honestly didn’t realize he’d said it aloud until he noticed everyone was now staring at him like he was out of his mind. They might have a point, if anyone else had said it he probably would be looking at them the same way. “Unless you have a better idea?”
Clearly no one did. Alex stood up with a sigh, “I’ll see if I can go find Willie.”
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AN: JATP Fanfic Masterlist. This is part of what I am now dubbing my Slices of Summer fic(might make it its own masterlist now that it’s named). It wasn’t part of the original list of prompts. However, it’s one of a few conversations that needed to happen and I couldn’t figure out how to fit it into the remaining prompts.
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did luke show up at his parents’ house that first time hoping they might see him like julie can? did he stand in front of their chipped house door, taking in keep breaths even though he doesn’t need to as a ghost, calming his non-existent heart as he reaches out to ring the doorbell?
does his knees nearly buckle as he hears shuffling noises inside, and nearly drops to the ground when the door opens to reveal either his mother or father?
and does it somehow hurt even more when he doesn’t see a glint of recognition in their eyes; when their gazes go straight through him as they look around searching for who might have rung their doorbell?
does it hit him even harder when he has to step through their now closed door, silently walking through his old house like the haunted ghost that he is?
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