Thread by @cake_human

#Lucemond
Luke hadn't seen any of that side of the family in years, not since his aunt Laena's funeral, and what happened that night. He'd never had a strong desire to do so, everything had ended so messy, Luke wasn't sure if seeing them again would have him more guilty or angry.

The answer was more just a numb sense of surprise, when the moment greeted him. Luke was shopping when he ran into Aegon. He didn't recognize his uncle as quickly as Aegon recognized him. Luke was used to Aegon towering over the lot of them, but in adulthood, they were similar.

They gave a sort of awkward greeting to one another, avoiding the elephant in the room. 'How's your brother doing after I blinded him in one eye?' didn't seem to be the usual type of small talk.
It ended with Aegon giving Luke his number, as well as his siblings.

When Luke was left alone, he stared down at this contacts.

Aegon
Helaena
Aemond
Daeron

Aemond, Luke repeated his name as he hovered his finger over the number, but stopped himself from hitting it. There was no way. Any curiosity he had was killed by the memories he had of him.

While that fight hadn't just been about them, it became about them quickly. Luke and Aemond had never gotten along, as long as Luke could remember. His uncle always looked at him with contempt, like he was better than Luke and his brothers. He called them embarrassments.

Luke, in turn, did whatever he could to wipe that look off of Aemond's face. Aegon was usually all too happy to help, even come to with pranks and ideas - but Luke knew that Aemond would ultimately look past Aegon's involvement, because they were brothers. No, Aemond blamed Luke.

But Luke was curious.
He'd not even seen a picture of Aemond in ten years.
He needed a way of contacting Aemond, without Aemond knowing it was Luke.

Luke glanced across the aisle in the mall, and saw the women's clothes section, and a horrible idea came to him.

Luke grabbed up a couple pairs of girls panties, different styles that he didn't care too much about, before going into the men's changing rooms. He laid the underwear down next to one another, and took a picture.
Then he texted Aemond, who wouldn't know Luke's number.

'i can't decide which of these to get. Help!' Luke wrote, and sent the picture along with it.

It didn't take long until a response came and Luke smiled.
'Either this is spam or you have the wrong number.'

Luke figured he'd say that, he was just lucky he didn't get blocked.

'im so sorry! new phone i must have put in my friends number wrong. this is so embarrassing. im sorry!!'

'Be more careful next time.' Came Aemond's response nearly immediately. Luke had his own plans for how to respond, but Aemond helped him without meaning to.
'The blue ones.'

'what???' Luke feigned confusion, while he kicked his feet up in the changing room.

'I like blue best, so if you have to pick one pair, get the blue lace.'

Luke was surprised he'd not said green, but he could work with this.
'oh! thx! im glad ur not a creep!'

'I'm a 23 year old man.' Aemond responded back relatively quickly, and Luke could just imagine his uncle putting his undivided attention on someone he didn't know, just because they sent him pictures of panties.

Now, Luke wanted to see how far he could actually push him.

'oh' Luke said. 'well tbh im an 18yo man too soooo...'

'And they're for yourself?' Aemond asked after a minute, and Luke laughed at the mental image of the whiplash he must have just given him.

'is it so bad i like to look pretty??' Luke answered.

Luke, however, did not.

His wardrobe was mostly higher end sports ware - joggers, basic tees, hoodies, and sneakers. He never thought much about fashion, he just wore basically what Jace and Joffrey wore.

'It's not bad. You should get them if they make you happy.' Aemond said, surprising Luke.

That was an oddly thoughtful thing for him to say to what he thought was a stranger. Aemond never said thoughtful things, not in Luke's experience.
Luke's experience was more Aemond mocking him for being a bastard or making fun of Harwin's death.

So maybe he was just into it.

Luke ended up buying the blue pair he'd just return them or throw them away later, but it gave him the chance to send a picture of them in his hand, with a receipt.
'thx for the support!'

Aemond didn't return the message, not right away. His response didn't come until later.

At nearly midnight, while Luke was playing games, his phone chimed again. Luke thought it was likely Jace, away at school. He was mildly surprised to see it was Aemond, and more surprised to see what he'd said.

'How do they look?'
It took Luke a minute to realize what he meant.

His eyes darted to his dresser, where he'd stuffed the pair of underwear, not wanting his younger brothers to find them.
'ur back! they look good!'

Why was he messaging him so late about underwear?

'Can I see?' Aemond asked, and the world screeched to a halt.

Luke looked around his room, for some sign for what to do about this. Aemond wanted to see him, or at least who he thought was some random guy, in... Lace panties?
He wasn't actually going to put them on, right? That would be ridiculous.

'Sorry, you probably have a boyfriend.'

Aemond's message chimed again, and Luke shook his head to himself. He most decidedly did not.

'i don't' Luke said, but then immediately regretted it. It could have been an easy out. Maybe he could just find a picture of someone in this style of underwear?

'You have cute hands.'

Oh, Luke's mouth twisted, Aemond was definitely down bad. Cute hands? He wondered if he'd ever gotten laid before.

'one sec' Luke wrote, trying to give himself time to figure out what to do. There was no way he was going to...

Luke found himself digging out the underwear.

He'd not really looked that closely at them before, it had mostly just been for the joke of it, trying to bait something out of Aemond. At least they looked like they'd fit, but he didn't know if -everything- would fit. And they were far more see through than he'd anticipated.

A dark blue lace, it seemed they were at the very least a more boyshort type cut. Luke glanced at his bedroom door, before running over to lock it. He'd never hear the end of it if Joffrey saw him.

Luke already had most of his clothes off, only sitting in bed in pajamas bottoms.

Pulling those off, Luke stared in mild fear at the lace panties. He was really not this kind of guy. He had seasonal jerseys for his favorite club, he liked jogging with his dog. He'd never even thought of...

Luke pulled them on and up, adjusting himself where he needed to.

"Well. Fuck." Luke said after a minute, looking at himself in his bedroom mirror. He looked... Definitely not bad.

Luke grabbed his phone back off his bed, and aimed it at the mirror, making sure none of his face was in the picture, or anything obvious the background.

He sent it, before covering his face with his hands. This joke had gotten way too far out of control. Even if they didn't hate each other, there was no way he could ever see Aemond ever again now.

'Can you turn around? I want to see more.' Aemond asked, and Luke did so.

'Wow,' Aemond wrote, and Luke fell onto his bed, face scarlet. He could hear Arrax scratching at his door to get into his room.

'do i look ok?' Luke asked, chewing on his lip.

'It really suits you, Lucerys.'

Luke froze.

'Aegon told me gave you my number. Idiot.'