Hey can you please do a fluffy imagine about Lucien And Rhys? Thank you❤️❤️
Some fluffy Modern AU Rhycien for you ‘nonnie <33 Thanks for the prompt!Words: 705
“You are out of your mind if you think I’m going to wear this shirt in public.”
“Once again, yes, you will because I had them made for us and you will not ruin my effort.”
“Why on Earth would you think this is a good idea?” Lucien asked, holding the shirt, a slight flush to his cheeks. “This is ridiculous. We’re not going to lose each other and if we do, we have this thing called cell phones.”
Rhys just smiled wider, holding up his own shirt next to Lucien’s. “I think they’re great and we’re going to spend the day on exploring this new city, wearing these shirts.”
“I’m not going to wear a shirt that says ‘I’m babe’ on it.” Lucien deadpanned.
“Yes, you will because mine says, ‘If lost, return to babe’.” Rhys replied, his grin growing. “That way, people will know who I go home with.”
Lucien just stared at his husband, who stared back with that infuriating grin on his face. He sighed.
“Do I have to?” he whined softly and Rhys frowned.
“Are you embarrassed to be my babe?”
Lucien snorted. “I’ve been your babe for three years. I just married you. If I was going to be embarrassed of you, I would’ve gotten embarrassed when you stood with an old school boombox blasting Can You Feel the Love Tonight outside my window.” he replied, knocking into Rhys’ shoulder lightly then looked back down at the shirt with a smile. “Still don’t know where the hell you got it from.”
Rhys laughed. “You loved it.”
“My roommate wouldn’t stop singing the damn song for a month.” Lucien said with an eye roll.
“Again, you loved it. Just like you’re going to love these shirts.” Rhys said with a nod.
“These shirts…they’re so…” Lucien began and Rhys grinned.
“So in-your-face, god damn it, Rhys.”
“I know! It’s why I had them made!” he replied gleefully and then quickly slipped his on and held his arms out, turning full circle. “Huh, huh? How great do I look?”
“You look like an idiot.” Lucien said with a smile and Rhys wiggled his brows.
“Liar. I look great. Put yours on, let’s go.”
Lucien sighed then reluctantly slipped on his own shirt. It took one look at Rhys’ face to know that Lucien looked just as good as Rhys looked in his. He chuckled.
“Hell yeah, babe.” Rhys replied, then leaned in, wrapping his arms around Lucien’s waist. “Can’t wait to show you off.”
“I think it’s me that’s going to be showing you off.” Lucien replied with a smirk, leaning closer until his lips hovered over Rhys’.
“Alright, kiss me so we can get going and I can embarrass you some more while wearing this shirt.” Rhys demanded and Lucien closed the distance between their lips with a soft grunt and Rhys pulled him closer, his fingers tangling in Lucien’s hair. Their bodies pressed against each other, trembling in the heat of their kiss and it took a few minutes for the two to finally get their hands off each other long enough to get moving.
“I have a new shirt idea, love.” Lucien said, slightly breathless and Rhys quirked a brow.
“Yeah. One that says ‘I’m with stupid’ that I’ll wear and one that says ‘I am stupid’ that you’ll wear.” Lucien replied with a grin and Rhys rolled his eyes then shoved him back.
“Keep dreaming, babe.” Rhys replied. “But it’s good to know you like the idea of matching shirts. I can’t wait to make more. You’re going to love the next one.”
Lucien groaned. “I take that back, no more shirts.”
“The next shirts involve the work cock.”
“Can’t wait to get on making those.”
“One is going to say ‘Lover of Rhys’ cock’, another will say ‘I am Rhys’. Guess which one is yours?”
“I swear to god if you don’t –”
But Rhys had already run out of the door laughing and Lucien took a deep breath. It was their honeymoon. He couldn’t kill him just yet. A few more days. Lucien could wait.
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