The Great Escape - L.H. AU
Summary: Inspired by the movie Asthma, and an idea @cliffxnada helped with.
Pairing: Luke Hemmings x Female Reader
Warnings: Mention of suicide attempt, depression, angst
A/N: This is my first time writing in like too long. I’ve been catching Pokemon and hating my life I’m sorry. Also my mind snapped halfway through this and I’m real tired so I’m prob gonna go back and edit this. Until then, hope you like. :)
She was the barista at the corner cafe, with cherry red lips and a sweet smile that seemed to wipe all the never-ending bullshit off of Luke’s mind. Her name was Y/N, and she worked the morning shifts every weekday, off on weekends. Luke had memorized that schedule, since he found himself spending a lot of time at that cafe, ordering the same cup of coffee and sitting at the same table surrounded by potted plants, scratching away into his notebook. He didn’t keep coming back for the coffee. He didn’t keep coming back for the waxy faux plant that always poked him whenever he moved, or the leather seat that always squeaked under his weight. He kept coming back for Y/N, repeating the same routine every day until a friendship between the two sparked brighter than the sun.