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It's been years, but Luka deserved more. That's my hot take, especially with how the season ended and with him up and leaving? God, he tried so hard. It was so much pressure and it ails me.

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Gonna revamp this blog, during the week, after my two year hiatus. 🤘🏼

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No one is here but, I have a lot of feelings about Luka from watching season 4 and I’m not okay.

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oop oop!! I’ve been elsewhere, but I’m coming back this weekend!!

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   “Now isn’t that a suit I love to see.” And really, it was, considering it meant someone who could advise her on the best use of her Cataclysm and maybe make Bug Boy be a little less… predictable. If he ever showed up, that is. The thought strikes her only as she’s peering back down at the Akuma, slinking to Viperion’s side like a shadow and curling around him in an appropriately feline greeting. “Are you here because it’s just you and me today?” She asks as she perches on the nearest object, curling forward over her bent knees with wide, guileless eyes. Entirely too innocent to be legitimate, no matter how sweet Lady Noire is regardless. The other shoe drops as she straightens, looking entirely too pleased with herself. 

            “Because if it is, then I’ve got an idea or two I’m sure you’re going to get a kick out of.”

     Not that he would complain about it being just the two or them, but having a little extra help might turn it into their favor, instead of the Akuma’s. Yet, he wasn’t too worried -- but, even he knew not to underestimate the power of an Akuma. 

          “ Let’s hear it then. ”

          “I’m always one for your ideas. ”

A hand on his hip, and interest in his gaze, he was willing to give an ear; knowing it was best to do so before acting on such recklessness. Yet, she always seemed so different in the cat’s suit, rather her own. No, he wasn’t in complaint, more or less -- it had caught him a little off guard. This had been the first time he’d interacted with her in this form, with her like this. Yet, she seemed more of a tease then the serious Ladybug herself.

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   The sigh that leaves her as she feels his fingertips rove along her back is almost silent, relaxed. For someone who can be somewhat skittish about getting too close to people, she finds herself not feeling that very much at all. There’s the slight bit of anxiousness because it’s Luka, and it’s that much more important because it’s him, but it’s hardly a bad thing. Certainly not enough of one to make her pull away or relinquish the careful hold she has on him.  The passage of time isn’t even a concern until Luka speaks, prompting her to pull back and peer out at the sky, casting around for anything showcasing the time. She almost winces when she sees it, clinging closer without thinking. As if the mere thought of leaving his arms isn’t something she wants to have to think about. But…  “…probably soon,” she murmurs, voice laced with a bittersweet regret, palms pressing flat against the backs of his shoulders. Leaning her head against his, she droops just a bit at the thought of leaving this leaving him and breathes a long sigh. Her face presses into his neck, as if not looking at the waning light of Paris through the porthole will halt the passage of time.  “I’d like that, though,” she says – blurts, really – as she tilts her head slightly, gaze dropping to his guitar, her things still on his bed. She continues before she can lose her nerve, fingers curling slightly into the fabric of his shirt, cheek brushing his as she curls closer to give him a quick, tentative squeeze.

                             “I… want to spend as much time with you as I can.” 

     His heart leaped, subtly. Having her say those words was invigorating. Luka was sure he would sleep better tonight knowing how she said those words -- so easily. That dorkish smile was beaming off his expression, and maybe lingering too long. The attentive squeeze she gave him was more then enough to satisfy the day -- this entire moment was enough to satisfy his life, if he were being completely honest. He was musing, and fingers desperately wanting to strum a few notes out of inspiration -- but, he could do that later, after. Right now his focused laid entirely on her and a safe passage home. Though, knowing how Hawk Moth knew of his time with a miraculous -- he felt like a target out in the open. But, as long as his mood didn’t shift too much downward, he shouldn’t be looked at for open season quite yet. It made him wonder if Marinette even knew -- didn’t the world see?? Maybe that’s why she could be hesitant toward the thought of him?? All too many questions to think about -- and too little time to connect the dots. Perhaps at a later point in time it could come across, but for now he will stick with this.

With Pairs street lights presenting themselves through the cracks of the porthole, it signaled the hour was nigh. Making his stretched out smile, subtly dimming. 

          “ Me too. ”

One last embrace before he let her go, and it ached him to do so. He helped himself to gathering her things for her; books, sketchpad, pens -- everything. But, by doing so, it was a slower process -- stretching the time out a little more for his own selfish reasons. He knew the walk wouldn’t be too long, and getting her home on time would be in his best interest -- especially to her parents. He wouldn’t want to leave a bad impression of any kind -- not that it should matter so much, even if they were just friends it was nice to show some respect. Guitar was strapped to his back once again, only taking it from his walk back home; you know, get a little inspiration flowing. 

Her bag was offered to her as she knelt on the floor, and so was his hand for her to take. 

          “ Shall we get going, then?? ”

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Adore You // Harry Styles

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angry couple

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