𝕷uke and June are reclined on the couch watching Zootopia with a giant Cheetos packet lying on both of their stomachs; they ate dinner about an hour ago but with June, you never know when she's going to get hungry again.

Also she kind of only ate small morsels despite Luke chiding her to eat some more and even going so far as to entirely refuse his plate of food if she didn’t comply — she didn't obviously —which is why they're furiously consumed by junk food and Pixar, the two ultimate loves of their life.

He has been home for the past two days but socialising with his best friend had unfortunately not been a priority what with his rigorous practice schedule and her daily classes taking up majority of their days.

And so, seeing him today — seeing him show up and care — is an inevitable shot to her heart.

She could curl up in a ball and cry.

But she remains steadfast, chewing on the Cheetos with a concentrated intensity choosing to completely lose herself in the world of Judy and Nick which is why the packet almost falls down on the rug when his phone begins ringing.

Groaning, he reaches out for his phone and blindly accepts the call.

"What?".

A loud murmuring from the other side remains audible though June, for her part, continues watching the film as if nothing's happening.

"Yeah . . .?".

She stretches her packet wide open and peaks inside, glancing around at the cheese covered silverish material her face pulling into a frown when she realises there's only two puffs left.

She throws a careful glance at Luke who's still busy on the phone and slowly tips the opening of his packet towards herself inching the plastic closer to her position on the couch beside him.

Her hand goes in blindly touching the insides of the packet to confirm her suspicions that yes, it is pretty full still mainly because Luke did eat a fair portion of the takeout he'd brought over.

All hail Luke Hughes and his normal appetite.

Smiling quietly, she takes a handful of the cheese covered puffs from inside and dumps them into her almost empty packet remaining utterly unbothered by the exchange happening right next to her.

Luke groans turning to June.

She stops midway between her actions — thievery? Heist? — and looks up in alarm.

"Can I stay over tonight?", he asks clearly irritated by the caller.

She blinks nodding in affirmation.

Sighing loudly, he returns to the call.

"Yeah, I'll stay over at June's . . . . . uh, huh. Okay. Just . . . stay out of my room, alright? . . . . . right, okay", a snort leaves his mouth, "sure. Love you too", and he hangs up.

June, having abandoned her . . . . theft, straightens up, her heart reverberating loudly in its cage for entirely different reasons.

"Was that Jack?", she asks anxiously.

Please don't be Jack, please don't be Jack, please don't be Jack, please don't be—

"Yep", Luke nods shoving a fistful of Cheetos inside his mouth.

"Why'd he call you?".

He shrugs, "He's out on a date. Wanted to make sure I'm out of the house in case it goes well".

Oh, how she regrets ever opening her mouth.

June pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and looks away, staring hard at the television screen, however, Nick Wilde and Judy Hopps no longer interest her for her thoughts have already wandered far and wide, to places she'd rather keep under careful lock and key.

It feels like a knife twisting within the confines of her sorry heart, inching it's way deeper and deeper by every cut yet death never comes fast.

So agonising and pitiful this life is.

And she's the only one to blame for her misery.

"He could've spent the night with us", she mutters under her breath fixing her eyes on her fuzzy pyjama bottoms.

"Hmm?".

"Jack", she clarifies turning her gaze to Luke's, "he could've watched Zootopia with us".

Luke laughs softly.

"He can't be single on Valentine's Day, Junie. It would be an abomination", his eyes widen dramatically to emphasise his point.

She attempts to smile, painfully stretching the muscles of her face into something resembling a lopsided smile.

"Good thing he's not here anyways. Would've thrown a fit about how much we're eating", he finally shrugs grinning as he pulls her into his side.

She chuckles looking away to hide the light glaze in her eye.

"Also I know you stole some of my Cheetos but I'll forgive you because you're cute", he whispers as they turn back to the film.

June rolls her eyes, resting her head on his shoulder.

"How noble of you".

"I know right".

( 𝖾𝗆𝗆𝗒 , 𝗃𝗎𝗇𝖾 🤪 )

𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲 🤪
are u coming
home tonight

𝗲𝗺𝗺𝘆
hmm i don't
think so

𝗲𝗺𝗺𝘆
might just stay
over at chelsea's

𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲 🤪
can luke sleep
in ur bed? i
promise he's
clean

𝗲𝗺𝗺𝘆
ew no why
would i let a man
sleep in my bed

𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲 🤪
EM PLEASE

𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲 🤪
he's tired he
needs to sleep
in a bed :(

𝗲𝗺𝗺𝘆
then let him
sleep in urs

𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲 🤪
then where will
i go?

𝗲𝗺𝗺𝘆
u can sleep in
mine duh

𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲 🤪
u know i hate
that peppermint
oil ur sheets smell
of

𝗲𝗺𝗺𝘆
bitch then get me
lavender u know
i'm too broke for
that

𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲 🤪
emmy please :/

𝗲𝗺𝗺𝘆
fuck fine

𝗲𝗺𝗺𝘆
but if he leaves his
stinky man smell
behind then i'm
rioting and i'm so
serious rn

𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲 🤪
he actually smells
really good, u know
i wouldn't let him
near me if he didn't...

𝗲𝗺𝗺𝘆
ok point

𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲 🤪
thank uuu

𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲 🤪
have fun ;)

𝗲𝗺𝗺𝘆
goodbye

***
can someone pls tell amélie to just accept the fact that jack's actually 5'11 and move on