peterpatterina + "can we keep them??"

"Julie, we have to let Reggie go home—" Luke mumbles through a yawn, carefully dog-earing the page that they've managed to put most of a song onto, but then he makes the mistake of looking at them, and warmth blossoms in his chest at the sight of his two favorite people curled up on the loveseat, with Reggie hugging Julie's legs. 

"Oh, can't we just keep him?" Julie asks, looking at Luke with her imploring big brown eyes, and she twists around to tug the blanket on the back of the loveseat down over them as Reggie nuzzles her calf and burrows deeper against her in his sleep. 

"Well, we won't be talking about it tonight, but I guess we can ask him in the morning," Luke replies, stretching as he stands and making his way over to carry at least one if not both of them to a proper bed, and Julie's grin is blinding as she leans up for a kiss. 

Peterpatter - Time Travel Au

“Okay, okay, it’s a simple mission,” Reggie chants to himself as he weaves through the throng of people in club, keeping his head down and praying that the dim lighting will obscure him, “it’s almost like the Harry Potter rules, just make sure no one really sees you—” 

“Who’s Harry Potter?” a curious stranger interrupts, and Reggie can’t help but to look at the person attached to the smoky voice, which is obviously a mistake, and it’s immediately made even worse because he’s really hot, and his dark blue eyes are appreciatively tracing Reggie’s figure in his period-appropriate leather jacket, and Reggie can’t think. 

Thankfully, the hot rockstar guy doesn’t wait for an explanation, pushing forward into Reggie’s space and sweeping him into a bro-hug that lasts a fraction of a second too long, and Reggie’s going to die before the Time Committee can warp him back, but then the guy is smiling, all dimples, and says, “Well, whoever he is, my name is Luke.”