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bedesSummary: Crow has tried to flirt before, but it always went straight over Luke’s head.
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About every other year, Luke managed to convince Clark and Brenda to throw some sort of festive holiday party; whether it be Valentine’s, winter holiday, New Year’s, or something else. He did this for two main reasons; the first one was because he liked the temporary popularity it got him. But the second one was that it was a way to get all the kids his age together for lots of good food. In fact, hearing that Crow couldn’t afford a Thanksgiving feast with his family was what inspired him to ask in the first place.
This year, Luke happened to be home close to Halloween, so he decided to throw a costume party. (Which was ironic, because every day acting as the Black Raven was a sort of made Halloween every day for Crow, but, hey.) As per usual, Crow and Luke ended up hanging out by the table with food. (Well, actually, Crow ended up hanging out by the table with food to try and sneak as much food home as possible, and Luke hung out wherever Crow was.)
Luckily, Crow managed to sew some pockets onto his scrounged-up werewolf costume, so he had plenty of room for sneaking snacks back home. Luke, himself, kept on playing with his vampire cape as he looked away, talking and pretending to not notice. Rambling on about his visit to his Uncle Randall’s house, and how he kept flirting with his husband and wife...
Crow popped a candy into his mouth. He wished he could flirt with Luke. It wasn’t like he didn’t try... But Luke was just so oblivious to it, and he just didn’t seem to ‘understand’, even now that they were dating.
Nonetheless, he decided to try anyways, just for fun. He swallowed down the hard candy, and leaned a little bit towards Luke so only he could hear him. “Hey, Bluebird, I like your costume. Is it of the best boyfriend ever?”
Luke blinked slowly in response, as if buffering, before raising an eyebrow. “No, I’m a vampire. See?” He opened his mouth and pointed to his fake fangs.
Crow decided to not grace that with a response, instead just giving Luke a look, and putting another hard candy in his mouth. He knew Luke wouldn’t get it, but it didn’t make it any less frustrating.
After a moment of Crow not responding, Luke continued talking, tilting his head with a grin. “Besides! If I dressed as the best boyfriend ever, you’d be mad at me.”
Crow still had a mouthful of candy, but made a questioning ‘mm?’ noise. He assumed Luke may be referring to his jealous streak, and he was worried he’d get jealous over whoever he chose to dress up as.
Luke giggled. “You get angry with me when I steal your clothes, silly!”
Crow immediately choked on his candy, his face flushing, before swallowing harshly, and coughing. He looked up at Luke to see him trying to hold back laughter at his wide eyes and flushed face.
Once he could speak again, Crow jabbed his finger at Luke’s chest, his voice cracking. “You’re not ALLOWED to turn it BACK onto ME!”
“Aww, what happened to not following the rules, Lovebird?”
“Shut!”
“Shut what?”
“Up!”
First Chapter | Masterpost (for more information) | Previous Chapter | Next Chapter
About every other year, Luke managed to convince Clark and Brenda to throw some sort of festive holiday party; whether it be Valentine’s, winter holiday, New Year’s, or something else. He did this for two main reasons; the first one was because he liked the temporary popularity it got him. But the second one was that it was a way to get all the kids his age together for lots of good food. In fact, hearing that Crow couldn’t afford a Thanksgiving feast with his family was what inspired him to ask in the first place.
This year, Luke happened to be home close to Halloween, so he decided to throw a costume party. (Which was ironic, because every day acting as the Black Raven was a sort of made Halloween every day for Crow, but, hey.) As per usual, Crow and Luke ended up hanging out by the table with food. (Well, actually, Crow ended up hanging out by the table with food to try and sneak as much food home as possible, and Luke hung out wherever Crow was.)
Luckily, Crow managed to sew some pockets onto his scrounged-up werewolf costume, so he had plenty of room for sneaking snacks back home. Luke, himself, kept on playing with his vampire cape as he looked away, talking and pretending to not notice. Rambling on about his visit to his Uncle Randall’s house, and how he kept flirting with his husband and wife...
Crow popped a candy into his mouth. He wished he could flirt with Luke. It wasn’t like he didn’t try... But Luke was just so oblivious to it, and he just didn’t seem to ‘understand’, even now that they were dating.
Nonetheless, he decided to try anyways, just for fun. He swallowed down the hard candy, and leaned a little bit towards Luke so only he could hear him. “Hey, Bluebird, I like your costume. Is it of the best boyfriend ever?”
Luke blinked slowly in response, as if buffering, before raising an eyebrow. “No, I’m a vampire. See?” He opened his mouth and pointed to his fake fangs.
Crow decided to not grace that with a response, instead just giving Luke a look, and putting another hard candy in his mouth. He knew Luke wouldn’t get it, but it didn’t make it any less frustrating.
After a moment of Crow not responding, Luke continued talking, tilting his head with a grin. “Besides! If I dressed as the best boyfriend ever, you’d be mad at me.”
Crow still had a mouthful of candy, but made a questioning ‘mm?’ noise. He assumed Luke may be referring to his jealous streak, and he was worried he’d get jealous over whoever he chose to dress up as.
Luke giggled. “You get angry with me when I steal your clothes, silly!”
Crow immediately choked on his candy, his face flushing, before swallowing harshly, and coughing. He looked up at Luke to see him trying to hold back laughter at his wide eyes and flushed face.
Once he could speak again, Crow jabbed his finger at Luke’s chest, his voice cracking. “You’re not ALLOWED to turn it BACK onto ME!”
“Aww, what happened to not following the rules, Lovebird?”
“Shut!”
“Shut what?”
“Up!”
