A prompt where Lucas knows how to make flower crowns because of Erica and makes one for Max please ???
Oh man so I was like instantly inspired by this and wrote almost all of it last night at midnight!! Thank you so much for sending this in, I hope you like it!
Bursting outside, the cool air sent a rush of goosebumps down Max’s arms as she pulled Lucas out of the hallway and into the parking lot. Behind them, prom continued on as it had just moments ago when they had been rocking out to the Talking Heads on the gym floor with everyone else.
Max had wanted a breath of fresh air though and Lucas was hardly going to deny her request (plus he could use a breather after that dance off that he and Dustin had just been in against each other). There were maybe a couple other classmates outside as well, scattered in the shadows as they snuck a quick smoke in or maybe even a drink of something a little stronger than the punch inside.
Max had other ideas though.
She was humming to herself, practically dancing as she made her way to the large area of grass that spread out behind the high school. Her long dress, “sea foam green” as she had described it, seemed to float around her ankles as she glided across the pavement. She moved like she was on her skateboard even when she didn’t have it.
Lucas walked leisurely behind her, his hands shoved in his pockets as he watched his girlfriend reach the grass. Even after years of dating he hadn’t been convinced she’d be interested in prom. But it was senior year and she had said “fuck it I can wear a dress for one night.”“I’ve always wished I learned how to make flower crowns,” Max said breathlessly, dropping down to her knees onto the ground. Her hands delicately began to pull some of them out of the ground.Lucas shrugged, still standing as he contemplated if it was worth getting the rented tux dirty.
“They’re really not hard actually.”
Max’s head cocked curiously at him and he sighed. Looked like he was going to get the tux dirty.
Squatting down, Lucas took some of the flowers she had grabbed and found a couple more before fully seating himself on the ground. Max watched mesmerized while Lucas’ hands began to deftly weave them together.
“You mean you’ve been hiding this from me all this time?” Max’s eyes sparkled teasingly, even in the darkness.
“Hush,” Lucas replied back, his tongue just beginning to poke out of his mouth as he focused on the stems in his hand.
Music flowed through the air as they sat outside in the grass.
“It’s all because of Erica,” he explained as the crown began to take shape in his hands. “She always wanted to be a princess. There are barely any black dolls that are princesses though, especially when we were kids, so we’d sit in the backyard and I’d make these for her so she could wear them.”
It’s such a Lucas thing to do for his sister that Max feels a rush of love for him course through her and her heart melted.
Before she could say anything though, he readjusted himself and held his hands out. The mix of daisies and dandelions manage to glow even out of the way of the moon and the fluorescent school lights. Max’s face lit up and she ducked her head so that Lucas could softly place it on her head, careful to not rip it apart.
With Max’s long red hair and the dress El had managed to find for her that magically had fit her perfectly, she looked beautiful.
“You look like a hippie princess,” Lucas teased affectionately.
Max blushed and waved her hand off as if he was being ridiculous, clearly pleased with herself though. Lucas jumped up and proceeded to mock bow, causing her to let out one of her big laughs where she clutched her stomach and her eyes would scrunch up.
“A dance, my lady?” He asked, dropping his voice into a deeper baritone.
“Yeah, you’re not going to say that again,” she warned, getting up all the same though and place her hand in his and her other on his shoulder.
As they swayed gently back and forth in the parking lot, the music from the dance could be heard just in the distance. Dirt stains dotted the hem of Max’s dress and her mother would later sigh and just say oh Maxine. Some of the flowers and began to drop out of the crown and tangle in her long hair, flashes of yellow and white as she moved her head to the music.
