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O P E N
to; m/nb plot; I suggested we play spin the bottle so i could kiss you, but now everyone else is kissing you except me
Well, this would teach Luca for trying to put himself out there for a change, wouldn’t it? Watching as the bottle spun around and around and around, sending their lips into someone else’s, it broke his heart just a little more each and every time. He had to be sitting in the wrong spot, surely? Maybe the floor was uneven. Maybe it was all fixed to not include him in the party game. He might’ve been the one to bring it up, to suggest it in his shy, stammered attempt at getting close to the person he’d had a stupid crush on for forever now, but none of this was working in his favour. In fact, it was starting to hurt.
“You know what, I think I’m gonna get another drink...” He mumbled, clearing his throat and pushing himself to clamber up in the general direction of the drinks table. He wasn’t a fan of parties, or crowds for that matter, but another drink would take that edge off... and maybe stop him picturing his crush kissing person after person in that circle.
🚬 : my muse steals a cigarette ( or lollipop ) from your muse & puts it in their mouth . [from lucifer or whoever else you might want ~ to whoever you want]
Had Luca ever smoked in his life? Hell no. But something about the way Lucifer had one lit had him curious if nothing else. So, despite his better judgment - something he’d noticed he’d been ignoring a lot lately - he reached out to nab it with a smirk, popping it between his own lips.... then proceeded to cough it straight back out again when he inhaled in what was definitely the wrong way. “What the hell, how can you smoke these”
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O P E N
to; m/f/nb plot; a customer is giving luca shit at the coffee shop. Your muse can be the customer, or someone who’s seen the confrontation.
“I’m really sorry, I truly am, but I can’t give you a refund on a coffee you drank the whole o-” Luca immediately flinched the second the coffee cup was thrown down on the counter in front of him, followed by a fist. A tremble floodeded through his body mere seconds later. Luca had had awkward customers before, sure, but never any this seemingly violent. “I-I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”
@themoonlitwitch | Moved from here
Luca should’ve expected it, really, yet it still always made him shiver whenever Lucifer started to pay this kind of attention to him. His skin broke out in goosebumps at the gentle tracing, even more so at the kiss to his neck and for a moment, he forgot what they were even talking about. All he knew was that he could quite happily live every day feeling like this... But then the question about what he wanted to wear came and broke him from that, at least enough to respond. “Something different...” he decided on a breath, eyes drifting down to where Lucifer’s hands were undoing his pants, his breath hitching at both the sight, and in a sense of anticipation, “If you keep doing that, we’re never going to make it to the holiday...”
OPEN - Luca
[to -> ??] I have a life or death question!!!!!!!!!!!!
[to -> ??] Red or Blue?