[lostluca]

bashmurphy​:

     bash was suppose to be cold, undeterred by anyone disliking him. yet here he is holding his breath for the one person who knows him the most in the world’s reaction to his yes. a rarity occurs upon hearing luca’s word, a smile that reaches bash’s eyes appears. bash doesn’t smile often, though it has become more frequent lately but only around on particular person. there’s a mixture to his emotions, some he can’t quite describe, but the others… he feels like a teenager all over again. it’s bizarre but in the best way possibly and bash melts into the kiss. he seems to do that alot around luca, he smiles, talks, melts away the ice. 

leaning back in his desk chair he hums, considering it. he’s sure a couple of bucks on a table sign wouldn’t be too much of a strain. though he’ll only get one for luca, his own name is tossed around enough already. usually in anger. “i’ll look into it.” he gives somewhat of a sad half smile, leaning into the touch luca offers turning his gaze to the desk. his uncle was the only one who ever truly tried to help bash growing up. offered him an escape for the summers, helped him heal after the crash. though he had avoided his uncle since he was eighteen, answering the rare phone call… which the guilt weight him down quite heavily- the loss of him feels as though someone drove a knife into his chest and twisted it. his eyes water momentarily but he blinks it away and shoves the wave of sadness down. there’s no time to be sad, he has work to do. “well, if he lives on within me you’d think he’d give me a damn clue about his filing system.”

Luca laughed, he was only kidding and assumed the other was so he didn’t question Bash saying he was looking into it. He watched as emotions crossed Bash’s face reminding him of changing seasons. Warmth. Coldness. A little hope. A little dark. He didn’t call it out, rather leaving Bash to unfold them with time. One thing he learnt for sure was with Bash everything took a while to unpack, to process, if he was even willing to do so. That first morning was sign of just how scared Bash had been, fleeing and avoiding even though being together made the other feel good. It wasn’t until he was ready to talk that they got that out in the open, that they could process things were changing and each of them came with their own baggage. Bash’s was more present with his hesitations and closed offness whilst Lucas further away with his family troubles ruling his life. Bash’s traumas were recent and harsh whilst Lucas still hadn’t reached their peek or crumbled apart.

“Well what else is in there than a sock?” He had to ask, curiosity making it hard not to. “I know you don’t want me to do it for you but you can always talk to me about it. When or if you want to.” He again gave Bash a way to avoid it, it was his choice and they could do it together if he needed that support. “You know in the time I’ve been in here I’ve never looked for my employee record,” he realizes, looking around the room trying to remember where the files were kept. “I think I should get a gold star on it consider I’m keeping the boss in a particular good mood. I’ve heard things you know, rumours, that people might have even seen you smile out there. They can’t be sure about it, seeing such a rare sight made them second guess if it was real.”

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bashmurphy​:

        “feel like i’m going to have a conniption.” he sighs heavily through his nostrils and slips his eyes shut momentarily. he knows exactly what luca is doing and it’s both infuriating yet charming. how does he exactly word this? bash seemed to flow between two settings when it came to luca, after a few beers they could talk for hours, or bash goes back to his monosyllabic ways. right now is teetering between the two which simply leaves the town grump with his tongue tied. “fuck-” he mutters more to himself before clearing his throat. “yes.” he opens his eyes in order to meet luca’s. it’s not some extravagant declaration, something bash knows he’ll never do. but it’s blunt and to the point, something that’s entirely up sebastian murphy’s street. “no, i should do it. feels like- he’s still here.” he shrugs, flipping open a couple of files. it’s nice but also annoying to go through his uncle’s files. he finds obscure purchases, random notes that are self reminders, he even finds the occasional picture of himself with his uncle among the mounds of paper. “my name isn’t even on the door.” it still has his uncle’s name on there, larry murphy. bash doesn’t have the heart to remove it.

Luca chewed on his lower lip as he waits for Bash to reply, worried for a moment he’d gone too far with the teasing. Even now he was finding himself navigating just how much the other was gonna share. Lately it had been more and more but that didn’t mean there weren’t quieter times in the middle, usually when they were laid in bed readying for sleep where words were no longer needed. The memory of those moments fluttered through Luca’s mind, softening his nervous nibbles as he waited. It’d only happened three or four times now but it was great every time first time when the other had fled leaving Luca in a cold bed alone. “Yes?” He whispers it, leaning in closer, his breath mixing with Bash’s. “Then I’m your boyfriend. And you’re mine.” It felt a little silly saying, like they were having a conversation teenagers shoud be having, but it helped so very much to define themselves as something rather than wondering what was going on between the friends. He sealed the promise of a relationship with a gentle kiss, making sure the other knew he’d given the right answer. “Maybe a sign for the desk then.” He pats an empty spot on the counter before walking around to Bash side of it, resting his ass against it’s edge as he looked down at his boyfriend. “He is still here.” He brushes his fingers over Bash’s cheek “he lives through you. You prove that time and time again.” Luca did’t even know the guy but from the stories he’d heard since working in the fishery he knew that Bash and the man had a connection like no other. He was sure the stranger would be happy Bash was keeping this place alive.

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bashmurphy​:

        at the reveal to what he had done, bash looks down at the floor for a moment. bash has no idea how all this relationship stuff works. closest thing he has gotten to one in the past was a regular booty call. but now he has luca, someone he wants to wake up to, take on dates, sit on that healthy and safety hellride of a lighthouse with him. he scratches the stubble on his face before looking back up at luca and feeling his heart in his throat. “i did?-well- you are… right?” was he suppose to ask first? how does dating even fucking work. he feels like someone has strapped training wheels to his bike again and his feet don’t reach the peddles. you’d think some of the books he reads when he can’t sleep would’ve gave him a glimpse into this but mr darcy isn’t exactly a great example to go off of. “good.” he brushes one last kiss across luca’s lips but soon he has no luca in his arms and he’s almost tempted to pout. “well, now you know how to rectify that. just start winking.” bash walks further into the room, taking a seat by his desk and looks somewhat offended at luca’s question. “wow, you’re definitely not making it to my favourite now. and i’ve been going through my uncle’s old filing system, aka, shoving shit wherever it fits so there’s no actual order to any of it. i found a receipt for socks in the file labelled stocks.”

“Is that what you want me to be?” he flirts, not making it so easy for the male, even if it was hard for him to even ask that. “Are you asking me to go steady with you? Exclusive. Taken. Facebook official?” his tone is teasing, laced with the excitement of thinking Bash wanted all of that. Luca hand’t been in a serious relationship in a while, he’d even slept with a few people since arriving in Wellcliff, but if Bash wanted that Luca wouldn’t hesitate to say yes because he wanted it to. He wanted Bash all to himself. He scoffs, attempting a wink but the bruising on his cheek make’s him flinched. Maybe not just yet. “You know I could handle that if you’d let me.” Luca far enjoyed doing things in Bash’s office than the labour he was hired for. It’s why he was often the one filing in paperwork, doing the numbers. It was what he went to college for after all, and it had allowed things to run smoothly when Bash wasn’t around. He leans on the desk looking over it at his boss.  “You should probably put my name on the door already.”

[lostluca]

bashmurphy​:

       “did i just- what?” brows furrow for a moment unable to rewind. it was as if a dam had been opened when it came to bash dealing out affection. he went from withholding any touch, flinching away from others, aching to be held but wouldn’t let anyone do it. then luca kissed him and it’s as if his body moves of it’s own accord. he finds himself kissing the other softly, taking luca’s hand in his own, holding him close, tangling their limbs together. thirty years of shutting people out and luca slipped on in and bash just can’t get enough of him. he still had his issues to deal with, he’s terrible with words so communication between the two isn’t the best but they’re working on it. he’s working on it. luca’s worth it. “kissing you better, huh? i can definitely do that.” he presses a kiss to luca’s lips, then to each bruise he can see before he ghosts a laugh across luca’s skin. “you’ll rat me out? wow, and i thought what we had was special.” he continues his path of kisses until he finally pulls away to look at luca. he doesn’t know how to form the words he wants to say, bash shows how he feels with actions, like kissing luca’s bruises, getting into fights, etc. he doesn’t know how to ask luca to not avoid him at work but he guesses this is somewhat of a taste of his own medicine from what he did a few days ago. so, instead he settles for some teasing. “so, how’s all this work you’re doing coming along- employee of the month?”

“If I do recall correctly, you sir, just called me your boyfriend.” He couldn’t help the teasing given how Bash obviously didn’t mean to do it. Part of Luca was let down of course, he liked the sound of it but he also wanted Bash to actually consider him that, not just say the world like it was nothing. Luca could be patient, he had been thus far. “Mhmm. Seems to be quite magical.” He softens under each kiss, his hands moving to Bash’s hips and slipping up under his work shirt just to feel closer. His thumb brushed back and forth slowly over Bash’s hip. When he moved here he never expected to be this comfortable touching the other. “You say that but I’m clearly not your favorite, all because I don’t wink at you,” he laughed, adding a tisk in afterwards as if he dsiapproved of Bash’s choice. “Oh, oh now I’m employee of the month?” he slides out from the wall and Bash’s arms and uses his freedom to walk into the office. “Well I was on track to meeting order numbers when a certain someone distracted me.” He walks his fingers across a pile of paperwork on Bash desk, ones probably filled by himself and not the business owner. “What have you been doing without me keeping you in check?”

[lostluca]

bashmurphy​:

        “maybe a little, but i’d also like to see my boyfriend every so often.” bash doesn’t realise the word he just dropped into the air and turns luca’s head to view the bruises. “are they healing okay?” he presses his lips to one of the bruises, gently enough to not cause any pain. he can’t help the anger that boils through his blood knowing tejay did this. it makes bash want to find him and leave him in worse condition than luca. but he promised he wouldn’t… though every time he sees those bruises that promise gets closer and closer to breaking. a light chuckle escapes him at the question, soon drowned out by another kiss. “hmm, i don’t know, johnny has been sending a few winks my way so it might go to him.”  

“Did you just...” he trails off at the label boyfriend, feeling those butterflies in his belly flutter around. They’d been let loose from their cage for a while now but the feeling was still so unfamiliar it often caught him off guard. Just like Bash’s affection after being used to the quieter, harder to reach version of the male most people knew. He’d always had an insight to Bash that others didn’t, but this was something else entirely. His eyes shut as Bash lips brushed his darken skilled, no longer as soon as the first few days but still reminders of events past. “Mhmm. ‘Specially if you keep kissing it better. Kissing me better.” It seemed all Bash did since Luca had known him was heal the wounds in his life, keep him together, keep him alive. “Oh i see he gets top mark for the one thing I can’t do right now. Wow. I should report you to HR. You know, if we had a HR.”

[lostluca]

ofgoldenboys​:

tejay had nothing to lose at that point. he’d found out he had a daughter that he hadn’t known for five years, and that made him so angry. he needed to get the anger out, or at least the sloppiness, and luca was receiving the bulk of it. “i haven’t been decent to you? i brought you paperwork, i listened to all the things you said about the effects of the curfew on the workers, i even tried to understand why you think bash is some great leader,” he steps up to luca, getting more in up in his face. “i am a perfectly goddamn decent human being. i don’t know who socialized you, but bash is the opposite of all things meant to be civilized and calm and kind,” he rants, wobbling backwards a bit after his little sniffing stunt. “oh, i’ve been told many things are up my ass - a stick, my head, and god only knows what else. just like you don’t smell like fish, i don’t have anything up there. you’re just brainwashed by the misanthropic, shady fishery owner.” tejay steps forward again and brushes off luca’s collar. “you know, you seem like a decent guy, so i’m going to tell you this - i would stay away from that train wreck of a person if i were you.”

Luca could tolerate only so much from a person clearly thinking of themselves as a higher being. How could he think that those acts simply came without bias? That there weren't other motivations; the paperwork had been for Bash not him, the effort of listening should have been default for someone dictating what should happen in others lives, and truthfully Luca had given good reasons about Bash being a kind person. It shouldn't take effort for any of those acts. "You don't earn brownie points for doing the bare minimum to the consquences triggered from your actions." The paperwork wouldn't have been needed if it werent for Tejay not doing his  job, he wouldn't have to hear all the reasons why this was a bad idea if he again had done his job right, and he had started once again degrading Bash from the start did he just expect people not defend Bash?

He was sick of Tejay in his face talking about Bash like he wasn't civilized enough; he could deal with a bully only so much. It was ironic that the man declaring how bad other people were was the one making a scene with his ranting drunken behavior. "Bash was more humanity in his fucking pinky compared to you," he defends the male he'd shared a bed with just a week before. As Tejay wabbles back Luca moves forward, his voice raising as he spoke "Did mummy and daddy make the mistake of telling you you're special? That your fowl existance was needed? I don't get your fucking obsession with Bash or the fact you act like you're top shit when you're the most annoying person in this town. Just. Fuck. Off."

Tejay should have listened, he should have left Luca alone, he should have stopped going on about Bash, but he didn't. The last comment seemed to push Luca over the edge, being told to stay away from Bash was the last thing he wanted or needed, especially from Tejay. With rage filling him at the degrading of the man he was in love with he found himself gripping Tejay's shoulder firmly. "the only fucking train wreck I see in this town is you." Before he could stop himself he lodged his first firmly into Tejay's stomach.

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dcngerousblues​:

“that’s easy for you to say, you don’t still live with your parents. my mom gets into every little thing, she’s kinda rigid about my social media and stuff. it’s like, i’m an adult now mom, get your own texts to obsess over,” she watches him enter his information, her face scrunching up when she sees the contact name he’s chosen. “yeah, this def won’t slide with the parentals… mind if i change your name to luca? what’s your last name, dude, i don’t even think i know that,” she asks, typing the new information over the hot dog emoji. “do you need, like, some medicine or something? i think i have, like, advil in my bag… will that do anything?” she asks, trying her best to do something helpful. “what do you mean it was necessary? who were you even fighting?” she hadn’t seen either of the people involved, stacy wondered if the other guy walked off looking worse for his wear. “no, no, i don’t help set up. the bonfire is always like that, dude. all the wellcliff kids come out and start drinking early in the night, then stay out the rest of the night doing stupid things. if you want to be a real resident, you should start engaging in some of our traditions - like partying at a bonfire all night.”

“Well if I did I would be in Mexico and you wouldn’t have your favorite Luca anywhere nearby.” Luca hadn’t lived with any of his family since he was eighteen and though it left him lonely often he was thankful not to be in the girls situation, especially reading his text messages. “Galvez.” He nudged her with his arm “you could always put me down as pancho it’s ‘hotdog’ in Spanish. Unless they understand that then yeah, go with Luca Galvez.” At her offer for advil he raised his hand to his cheek, a sting greeting him as his fingers checked the damaged skin. “I’ve been drinking. Best not to add that in with the mix. Thank’s though. I’m sure I’ll need them in the morning.” Luca knew that for some people the obvious answer would be know, but given the situation he felt more than justified throwing the first punch and if events had unfolded as he liked he would have thrown the last too. “Tejay, the councel guy. He was talking shit about Bash.. uh my friend, well boss. And just acting like he’s better than people... so I showed him just how low that behavior gets him treated.” Luca munched on the rest of his cracker as he looked over the beach as she talked about the bonfire. “I’m busy most of the time. Some of us work day and night shifts you know. But I’m here now, and maybe you’ll luck out and I’ll be here next one.”

[lostluca]

bashmurphy​:

       bash leans in close and a slight chuckle escapes from his lips. their relationship had started rocky, more so of bash’s own doing. but now- now bash has realised, he has never been this happy before. “maybe- i haven’t seen you since this morning.” as soon as bash hears the door click, he leans in and presses his lips to luca’s. he hooks his fingers in luca’s belt loops to pull him closer and pulls back to lightly brush their noses together. “you’re avoiding me, worried you can’t keep your hands to yourself?”

“Thought my boss would actually want me to get work done,” he mumbles, his body warming against Bash. “Deadly worried.” His hands had already found their place rested against Bash’s chest, fingers flexing to feel the muscles undernearth the others work uniform. The memory of their night together reminds him just what lay below the fabric, just how much closer the pair could get. “Tell me... am I employee of the month yet?” he jokes as he steals another kiss from the other. 

[lostluca]

chucksanderson​:

      “knew i could count on you!” her smile is wide as she claps her hands together in excitement. “we’re gunna be emptying every wallet but our own.” she hops one step so she’s beside the other and hip checks him. “okay, lets pick target. there’s a guy at the bar with a white band around his finger, guess he decided to hide his wedding ring. he’d easily slide some shots our way.”

“You always can,” he wraps his arm around Chuck’s shoulder after the hip check. He followed her gaze to the particular male described, eyeing him up and down. “What’s our story? You’re like my sister and we’re just looking for a nice guy to show us around, perhaps he can suggest something over a few drinks?” he comes up with at the top of his head.

[lostluca]

bashmurphy​:

       bash knows he should keep a level of professionalism at his place of work but… him and luca have been on opposite sides of the fishery all day. though he won’t say it, he’s beginning to miss the other despite waking up this morning with the other in his arms. as soon as he sees that messy mop of curls and bright blue eyes passing the office he grabs luca’s arms and pulls him into the office. a hand cups luca’s face, thumb brushing over his cheek. “hey stranger.” @lostluca​

The last couple of weeks had been a rollercoaster between his relationship with Luca, if you could even call it that. When they slept together there had been days after they didn’t speak; not that Luca hadn’t tried. And then after the bonfire seeing Luca bruised and drunk had reminded Bash that there wasn’t a need to run, but there were plenty of reasons to stay. Now though it made it so much harder to be around each other and not gravitate together. That’s why when they worked Luca tried to keep some distance just to get his job done. Though Bash clearly had other plans. “Miss me already?” he greeted, turning his cheek so he could press a gentle kiss to Bash’s palm. His hand blindly reached for the door to shut it, giving them some privacy. The workers were already making comments without seeing the PDA.

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dcngerousblues​:

“if my mom took a look at my phone and, like, saw me texting some rando a hot dog emoji i think she’d get the wrong idea,” stacy snickers, reaching into her back pocket for her phone. it takes her a few tries to get the passcode and open it, but when she does she passes it over to luca. “but, being the totes generous lady i am, i’ll do it for you.” every time luca came by the stand stacy’s day got a whole lot less boring, so if she could entice him to come more often that would be great. “nothing i could do?” she looks down at the plate, taking the chocolate to eat now. “maybe i could just skim a lil from you without you noticing,” she wiggles her eyebrows, or at least she thinks she’s wiggling them. it’s harder to gauge how well she’s accomplishing the facial reactions she hopes to achieve when she can’t really feel her face anymore. “oh, i heard a scuffle, but i choose to stay out of trouble. i didn’t see who was involved in the whole thing,” she shrugs, squinting more at the bruise. “who threw the first punch? and who threw the last one?” she asks. “i absolutely did not just get here, i’ve been around since four-thirty,” she wags her finger at him. “i’m usually the first one to arrive and the first one to leave these things.”

“Just don’t show your mum then,” he playfully bumps her shoulder with his own. As he’s handed her phone he takes a minute to look at it before realizing she wanted his number. Navigating to the contacts he haphazardly starts a new one typing in his number twice after writing it wrong on the first attempt. Instead of a name he just puts a hotdog emoji. “ Luca shook his head at the skimming offer, smiling at the girl who was always a ray of sunshine. “That would be me.” Luca raises his hand to rub at his jaw as he thought how satisfying that first punch to Tejay’s stomach had been. “Though I wouldn’t say it was unprovoked I would say it was necessary.” The final punch, however, was a blur, all he knew were other people pulled them apart once bruises and blood mixed. If a split lip and bruises were the worst damage he walked away with than it was worth it. Arrogance couldn’t go unchecked. “Four-thirty? Jesus you’re an early bird. Did you like help set up or something?” He wondered, feeling like he’d want to crash by now if he got there that early. “

[lostluca]

chvndlermay​:

she grins, and continues her scratching of the tummy. she glances back over at luca, then points with her free hand towards the box in his hand. “is that for him?” she asks, and looks back down at the dog. “he should have a name. even if he doesn’t have a home. he deserves one, you know? just look at that little face.” the dog is shaking his leg at the scratches, and chandler lets out a happy laugh. “he seems to be doing really good. you’re taking good care of him.” shaking her head, quickly, she gives a haphazard shrug. “nah. can’t afford one yet. i would love one eventually, though.”

“Sure is.” He tilts it to offer her some of the insides, scraps of fish he’d quickly fried up in a cheap pan on a crap stove, some pieces pulled apart to remove bones. Still, it was better than giving it to the dog raw. “The raw stuff isn’t so good for them so I try to feed him myself so he stops getting into the scraps. You can bet we have a cat problem.” They tried their best to keep the animals away from the discarded fish but naturally, it wasn’t always easy, and sometimes you just had to let it run its course. Still, the dog had found a sweet spot in Luca’s life, their lunches had become somewhat routine. “God if I named him he’d end up with something like Mango or Happy,” he scoffed at his name suggestions. “What would you call him?” Luca shifted to sit on the floor rather than crouch, not one to be worried about getting messy. “Thanks, I try. Oh, I can relate there. Suppose I’ll share the strays with you.”

[lostluca]

ofgoldenboys​:

tejay wobbles on his feet, trying to keep himself from falling over completely. the sudden turn in luca’s voice makes the politician stand absolutely still for a moment. luca would really go this far to defend bash? what was so good about that fishery owner anyways. “you’re telling me you see something in him?” tejay mutters, his voice genuinely curious. “if he hadn’t of let me walk away he would have wound up somewhere worse than that fishery. how do you get the smell out?” he sniffs the air, noticing the absence of a fishy smell. “it can’t be easy when you’re always packing those crates until dawn… or at least you’ll be packing them until then for now. is bash still on about that curfew causing issues?”

Luca’s jaw flexed as Tejay continued his talking down of Bash as if he wasn’t worthy of being cared for. Maybe it was the fact they’d slept together a week before, even though Bash was ignoring him since, or that in general Bash has been the biggest rock in his life since it all went to shit, but Luca wasn’t having it. “He’s a better person than you are. Shown me more decency in ten minutes than you have in the two times I’ve met you. Not to mention that he fights for the little guy whilst you would rather flick them away like they’re nothing.” Luca pulled back, his face scrunched up at the proximity of Tejay sniffing him. “Jesus what is wrong with you?” his voice raises. Tejay reminded him of the creepy kid in primary school who ate glue and showed up when no one wanted them. “How do you do it?” Luca looks over Tejay with a puzzling look “It really must be uncomfortable walking around with your own head up your ass.”

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dcngerousblues​:

“you should’ve stopped by the pier before the whole bonfire thing, i was making sales all afternoon. i would have, like, maybe passed you some free fries to go along with your dog,” she picks the marshmallow off the plate and pops it into her mouth. all that’s left now is the chocolate and the graham cracker. it takes her a moment to focus back on luca, but when she does she notices the cut on his lip and the bruised look of his face. “no one’s fallen for it yet, but i was hoping my fave customer in the world would,” she flashes a begging smile and bats her eyelashes. “what have you been doing all night, dude. looks like i’m not your first stop on the beach,” she giggles, pointing up to his cheek. it’s not hard to see the bruise and the slight swelling even though the only light is coming from the bonfire and the moonlight. “have a free graham cracker for your troubles,” she offers while holding the plate up to him.

“We really need to get a text convo going. Send a hotdog emoji when to come by and score some free goodies.” Stacy was good to him regarding food to say the least. He’d filled up on more leftover fries than he had most other meals. It was embarrassing sometimes how much he had to skimp on his meals or just spending in general but every dollar saved kept his sister safe and out of trouble. He wasn’t going to risk her or his nephew for anything in the world. “I can promise there’s nothing you could do to make me pay $15 for a smore, but good luck with everyone else.” Luca’s hand raises to his cheek feeling pain shoot back. As much as he hated Tejay he had to admit the guy knew how to throw a punch. “Afraid not. It’s been... a night of events to say the least. Surprised you didn’t see my little scuffle. Did you just get here?” he asked, thanking her at the offering of a cracker. He picked one up and brought it to his lips nibbling on the end as she talked.

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chucksanderson​:

      “lucaaaaaaaaaa!!!!” that’s the extent of chuck’s warning before she hops on the man’s back. she kisses the side of his neck to leave a red lipstick stain, maybe to make a certain grumpy boss jealous but no one needs to know that. hopping off luca’s back she turns him and grins. “hey, handsome, those blue eyes score you any free drinks yet?” she wiggles her eyebrows before drunkenly brushing some curls off the other man’s forehead. “if not we gotta wingman each other to a night of free booze. you down? please say you down. i wanna go destroy some guys egos with you.” @lostluca​

Luca barely has time to process Chuck’s voice before she’s throwing herself at him. With the impact of her body against his back, he takes no time lifting her up, his arms wrapped securely around her legs as he feels her lips press to his neck. "Chuckleberry” he greets, bouncing her on his back before letting her go. Facing her now he smiled at her request. “You know I am always up for some free booze and time with you.”