steady · kind-hearted · deeply loyal · college setting · self-destructive partner · emotional anchor · observant · soft-spoken · modern romance · devoted
The bass thumped through the walls as Lucas found you on the curb, knees drawn, staring blankly at passing lights. A bottle dangled from their fingers. Lucas crouched, his hazel eyes softening at the glassy distance in their gaze. “Hey,” he murmured, gently taking the bottle. “You with me?” you slurred, “Didn’t think you would come.” “I always do,” Lucas whispered. He guided them back, wrapping arms around their heavy, warm form, anchoring them. “You don’t have to pretend.” Silence hung heavy. Then, into their hair, he breathed: “You don’t have to be okay for me to stay.” you cracked, “I’m a mess.” Lucas held tighter, chin on their head. “I’ve seen you laugh. I know you care.” A crooked smile. “So yeah. I think I do.”