Dangerous Woman— Lucas Wong edition
Lucas Wong || Part 5
In honor of Lucas’s birthday, I thought I would finally finish this fic! Enjoy!
A MORNING LIGHT SHIMMERED JUST AT the edge of your eyelids that were closed shut. It felt warm and refreshing. Strange, you hated mornings. The pillow you had your arms wrapped around was so soft and slicky, unlike the pillow you had at home.
The realization had you opening your eyes a tad too fast. You had to blink away the shimmering light from your eyes, and once you did you could hardly believe what was before you. It left you lifting your lips in a lazy smile.
Last night hadn’t been a dream after all. Lucas was lying next to you in the cozy bed, with his fingers gently touching yours where it lied on the pillow. He looked so peaceful, you didn’t want to disturb him, yet your fingers itched to run through his shining black hair that was muffled from the events of last night.
Last night.
You wanted to squeal into the pillow so badly. You had never experienced something so magical before in your life. What Lucas had made you feel last night, in this very bed, you had only ever read about in books. You never thought they might be real, but Lucas had proved they were in many, many different ways.
Thinking about it made you blush anew.
“Now, those blooming cheeks are a great thing to wake up to.”
You yelped softly, turning your face into the pillow before Lucas could really get a good look at your embarrassed face. You could feel his laugh ruffle the bed, and it made your stomach warm in the best way.
His laugh was possibly the best noise you have ever heard.
“Oh, come on Y/N. You weren’t hiding from me last night when I had made those cheeks even redder.”
You huffed. “Don’t remind me.” Yet some part of you didn’t want him to stop talking about what had happened. You wondered if last night was as great for him as if was for you. It sure seemed like it had been with all the moaning he had done. Thinking about it made your toes curl at the edge of the bed.
Lucas just laughed again, running his fingers lightly across your arm that wasn’t beneath the blanket. You couldn’t help it then, you had to turn at met his eyes, which were already staring into yours. Oh, you were melting, you were sure of it.
“Good morning, Y/N” Lucas leaned in and kissed your naked shoulder softly. You could hardly breathe, and Lucas knew. His eyes were shimmering with delighted amusement.
“Morning,” was all you could respond with. You realized then that you were still entirely naked, and so was he. You couldn’t decided if it completely thrilled or terrified you. There was something about the dark. It left things shroud where as in the daylight there was nothing to hide. You clutched the blanket closer to your bare chest.
Lucas scanned your face, seeing your distress. He simply leaned in to give you another kiss, but this time on your temple. It was so tender and sweet that you wanted to dissolve into the comfy bed and never leave, but all too soon, Lucas untangled himself from the sheet.
Which meant he was standing before you in all his naked, delicious glory. You didn’t know why you were acting so shy, it wasn’t anything you hadn’t seen or touched last night. Still, you found yourself yelping again, and turning away, but not before you got an eyeful of his broad shoulders and glorious backside.
“Lucas!”
“What, Y/N, you don’t like what you see?”
Of course you liked what you saw. You liked it far too much.
You heard his feet shuffling across the room, and you decided to slowly open your eyes to see that Lucas was nowhere to be seen. That’s when you heard the shower being turned on. Oh gosh. Lucas was in the shower, naked.
Of course he was naked, you thought. Why wouldn’t he be naked in the shower?
You could feel your face flaming up. You tried to fan yourself with the blankets, but they weren’t helping. If anything--taking a shower would help lessen how hot you felt. But, Lucas was in there. You couldn’t just barge in and slide right up in the steaming shower. The thought alone left you feeling all sorts of butterflies.
You stayed where you were, trying not to think of Lucas dripping with warm water from head to toe. You soon heard the water being shut off, and dove right back into the blankets when Lucas came out in nothing but a towel wrapped around his hips. Did this man want to kill you? At the rate your heart was beating, you were sure of it.
You heard him open a drawer in the room, and timidly pulled the blankets down again to see Lucas pulling on a pair of nice fitting jeans, and a grey pullover. His hair was still wet as he ran his fingers through it. You couldn’t help but wish those were your fingers instead. Gosh, he looked just as good in clothes as he did naked, and it was entirely unfair.
Lucas turned to you then, smiling from ear to ear.
“Do you want to wear some of my clothes?”
You blinked a few times at his question, barely listening as your eyes were distracted by his beautiful smile.
“I have a hoodie you could borrow and some sweats,” you watched Lucas pull some clothes from the same open drawer and bring them over to where you still lied in the nice, warm, safe, bed. He sat just next to where you legs were beneath the sheets. One of your knees was exposed, and Lucas sat the clothes down, gently lifting one of his fingers to trace over your skin.
It was incredible intimate and left you feeling weak.
You hurried to sit up and grabbed for the clothes. The hoodie looked perfect, oversized and comfy. It said something in Chinese and you went to ask Lucas what it meant.
His eyes sparkled.
“Danger.”
The name of his club. You wondered though, if Lucas was thinking of something else by the way he was looking at you. You hurried to slip on the hoodie before he could see any more of your exposing skin.
You needed to find your underwear though, before you set off for the bathroom. You scanned the floor, finding it close to the bedroom door. Lucas was already up and retrieving it though.
“No!”
He froze at your sudden outburst. Your ran from the bed, trying to keep your ass covered with the oversized hoodie as best you could, and then bent down for the lacey thong yourself. Even if Lucas had touched your underwear last night, didn’t mean you wanted him touching it in broad daylight.
You hurried to the bathroom, feeling Lucas’s heady stare on your legs until you closed the door. You pressed yourself against it, allowing yourself to breathe. In and out, in and out.
You had to keep reminding yourself that even when you turned on the hot water and stepped into the luxurious shower. Standing in Lucas’s, it made thinking about him naked beneath the shower head so much harder, but you tried, failing miserably though.
You tried to not get your hair wet and just hurried to wash off your body. It took you less than five minutes and you were already out. Luckily, there was a clean towel set on the counter just for you to use. You smiled thinking Lucas must’ve sat it there for you, while you dried yourself off.
It was amazing to you how thoughtful Lucas truly was. It made you wonder why you had been acting so strange all morning. Lucas had wanted you last night. Needed you, just as much as you needed him. He had told you himself. He wasn’t like your ex. He wasn’t going to hurt you. At least, you hoped.
You brushed your fingers through your hair the best you could, thankful that you still had your hair tie from last night around your wrist. You tied your hair into a pony, and pulled on Lucas’s clothes, having to roll up the sweats a few times to get them to reach your ankles.
Gosh, Lucas was so irresistibly tall. It was absolutely amazing.
You didn’t have a wick of make up on, but you hardly cared. Lucas had already seen your bare face when you showed up at the club in just your jeans and t-shirt.
As you opened the bathroom door, you found Lucas standing before the large windows that showed the snowy city below. You had complete forgot that it had snowed last night. The city looked beautiful, draped in freshly fallen snow. As you drew closer, Lucas looked over at your, smiling softly. It all about melted your core. Did he not know what he did to you? You were sure it showed on your cheeks now, you felt so warm.
“Are you ready to go?” He asked, offering his hand.
“Go where?” You asked, totally taken of guard by his question.
He kept smiling while he handed you a pair of cozy socks and Burk sandals. You were about to protest and say you could just where your own shoes, but then remembered you had worn heels. You smiled softly, “thanks.”
After you pulled them on, Lucas took your hand in his, pulling you through his penthouse until you were out the door. Walking through the quiet club was so strange. You couldn’t decide if you liked the place filled with people more, or empty. Right now, you were grateful that it was just you and Lucas. Well, and his bouncer, Stephan.
“Boss, the cars ready for you out front if you like.” The bouncer motioned out the club’s doors.
“Thank you Stephan, but we won’t be needing it today.”
You felt your brows grow close together. Where were you going that you wouldn’t need to drive? Lucas just smiled at the bouncer, pulling you after him as he walked through the front doors. The snow had let up, and the sidewalks had been shuffled enough that you prayed you wouldn’t slip and fall straight on your ass.
Lucas still gripped your hand tightly. His hand was so overpowering it left you feeling incredibly warm. You nuzzled closer to him. It earned you another stunning smile. “So, can I ask where you are taking me?”
Lucas turned to look ahead of you. “It’s a small Café just around the corner. It’s been there for awhile, and the breakfast is by far the best I’ve had. I thought it would be nice to go,” he nuzzled into you this time, “with you.”
You had to tighten your lips to keep some squealing. This man was just too perfect.
The sound of the city seemed to fall away as Lucas spoke to you about everything. He told you about his home life, about his other job being in kpop groups NCT and WayV.
“Wait, wait,” you had to stop him at that. “You sing?”
Lucas just smiled.
“Of course you do. Is there anything you don’t do?”
“Loads of stuff.”
“Uh huh, sure.”
You both laughed.
As you walked around a street corner, Lucas stopped you bluntly, and you had to grip onto his arm to keep from slipping in the snow. He helped you steady yourself. “Sorry, Y/N. I should’ve told you we are here.”
You turned to look at the quaint Cafe that sat smashed between two newer buildings. It did look rather old, but something about it spoke to you. The aesthetic of it was rather pleasing. Lucas opened the door, ushering you inside. The smell of fresh coffee brewing and brown sugar filled your senses. It left your mouth watering.
“Mr. Wong! I see your back again.”
A short man came to stand before both of you, smiling brightly.
“Hello, Mr. Ahn. Today doesn’t look too busy. Is my usual open?”
“Yes, of course! Right this way.”
The man now known as Mr. Ahn, who you learned was the owner, showed you to a table tucked away in the far back of the cafe. It was next to another window that looked out to a courtyard that was filled with a small gazebo. With the fresh snow surrounding it, it looked like some winter wonderland.
“This is your usual table huh? How often do you come here?” You asked Lucas after Mr. Ahn left to grab you your menus.
“Whenever my schedule allows me. You’ll see why. Mr. Ahn and his wife, Mrs. Ahn make some of the best French toast you’ll ever have. It’s drizzled with this coconut syrup that is just--,”
“Mouth watering?”
Lucas stopped talking and looked straight at you. You watched his eyes travel from yours down to your lips and back again. Your heart was pounding wildly.
“Very.”
You learned quickly that Lucas was right. The French toast was truly amazing, and unlike any you had ever tasted.
“I told you.”
You smiled at his remark, taking one last bite.
You had tried to prolong the meal by eating slow. You didn’t want the day to end. You dreaded having to leave Lucas’s side. You weren’t sure what was going to happen now. Just because you slept together--it didn’t mean you were dating. Even if you couldn’t imagine dating anyone else after what had transpired between you and Lucas.
The thought alone left you feeling terrible.
Lucas could see the shift in your mood, and didn’t say a word as he paid for the meal, and followed you out the door, not before thanking Mr. Ahn and his wife for the delicious meal.
As you stepped out the door, a snowflake fell onto your eyelash. You blinked it away, lifting your eyes to the sky to see snow started to fall again. It was beautiful against the tree lined streets that were covered in the white powder. Cars drove by but you could hardly hear them as Lucas took your hand in his, turning you to face him.
“Y/N.”
The sound of your name coming off his tongue left you wanting to cry. It was the way he said it, as if he was saying goodbye almost. You didn’t want to hear what else he had to say, and hurried to turn away from him, but Lucas wouldn’t let you.
“Y/N, wait.”
You swallowed the lump in your throat and kept your eyes on your snow covered socks and sweats. Well, they were Lucas’s really. You had forgotten you were still wearing his clothes. That’s probably what he wanted, was his clothes back.
“I’ll clean them for you, and return them. I promise,” you said tugging on the hoodie.
“You better.”
You stilled at his words.
“I expect to see you again.”
You lifted your eyes to his then, seeing them shimmering with something you had completely forgotten about. Love. He lifted one of his fingers and tugged a stray hair behind you ear, leaving his thumb there to trace your lower cheek. His touch was so warm and inviting, that you found yourself stepping closer.
“You do?”
“Of course. Besides, it’s my birthday today.”
You stilled. “It’s your birthday? Why didn’t you say something?!” You swatted his arm, not hard enough to hurt but enough to get him to laugh.
“Because I don’t have any expectations for my birthday, and I knew once I told you, you would think I did.”
You were about to protest, but stopped when you realized that Lucas was right. You would’ve totally said something like that, only because when came to someone’s birthday, they didn’t usually spend it with a complete stranger they had just slept with.
“If we hadn’t come here today, I would’ve spent my birthday the way I always do. Alone.” The way he said it made your heart hurt. No one deserved to be alone on their birthday, not even those who did deserve it. You gripped his hand tighter.
“Well, I’m thankful you brought me here and allowed me to spend your birthday with you.” You exclaimed. Lucas just stared at you, as if he was searching for something. It left you blushing.
“You know what I really want for my birthday?” Lucas asked, leaning in closer.
Snowflakes gently fell onto his hair and eyelashes, making him look unreal. You could hardly breathe as your eyes fell to his mouth if only for a second.
“For you to spend it with me, every year.”
You widened your eyes, meeting his. You thought he was joking, but from the seriousness in his eyes, you knew he was being completely honest. He cupped your face then, bringing your face even closer to his.
“Stay with me, Y/N. Stay and spend time with me. Let me get to know you, to see you at work amongst all those books. Let me make love to you slowly, not like last night where everything had been so rushed. Just—stay and be with me.”
You couldn’t believe the words that had stumbled out of his mouth, but your heart was pounding uncontrollably, so you knew Lucas had said them, and that they were true. Lucas wanted to be with you, just as much as you wanted to be with him.
And it left you breathless.
All you could think to do was bring his lips to you. It was soft and tender, unlike the heated kisses you had only shared thus far, and it left you feeling light and warm against the snowy scenery.
Lucas wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer until your feet lifted off the ground and pressed you against his chest. You had your own arms wrapped around his shoulders, loving the feel of his embrace all around you.
You broke away from his lips, pressing your forehead to his. He slowly brought you back down to the ground, but didn’t release his arms from around you. He kept his forehead pressed to yours, as you touched his beautiful face with your chilled fingers. Lucas didn’t seem to mind though, as he just stared at you.
“Happy Birthday, Lucas.” You smirked. It was the only answer he needed, as he leaned in to kiss you again. You both ignored the people walking by, the cars rushing in the white flecks, and focused on each other.
You were so grateful for that night weeks ago. If you hadn’t entered the club that night, you wouldn’t be holding the precious miracle you were now. Were grateful that you had taken a chance, and allowed Lucas to sweep you off your feet.
You weren’t planning on ever letting go.
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