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÷ series #5 Luke - Perfect

“We were just kids when we fell in love, not knowing what it was”

“Have you ever thought about that? How young we were when we fell for each other the first time?” he mumbled to you as you laid on top of him, his fingertips tracing shapes on your back as he relaxed.
“No, I guess I haven’t really, it’s just always been us two” you shrugged, moving your head, resting your chin on his chest as you looked at him. “Why, what made you think of that out of the blue?” you smiled.
“Uh, it’s just that we’ve been together for a long long time, I’m just really grateful to have you around” he shrugged, brushing it off for now.

“I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know”

“You see, I don’t know where I’d be without you. I think I’d be close to going insane for one, I have no idea how you do it, but you’ve managed to keep me grounded through everything that has happened for us boys career wise, kept me strong through the articles that made me wanna scream and cry all at the same time” Luke trailed off, his eyes drifting from you to the paper in his slightly shaking hands as he took a deep breath.
“I don’t know how you manage, but you’re the strongest woman I know, sorry mom” he mumbled and smiled when the guests laughed.
“No, but seriously, you’ve been there for me through thick and thin, and I couldn’t be more grateful for that. And I’m so so honored to finally be able to call you my wife. You’ve already earned the title of best friend and soulmate, so it kind of feels like we’ve completed the circle now”

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Luke imagine #2: Mood swings

Summary: You’re on your period and snap at Luke for something really small, then break down, and poor Lu is in the line of fire (or tears). 

It was that time of the month again, shark week, teaser of how hell would be, aunty red was visiting, however you put it it’s still the dreaded week where blood pours out of you and your hormones are all over the place. And your poor boyfriend is usually in the line of fire. 

Luke was supposed to do the dishes before he went to bed last night, but as you came into the kitchen the pile of dirty plates, knives, cutting boards and whatnot was still spread out on the counter and in the sink. With a frustrated sigh, and determined to not do it for him, since he promised he’d do it, you grabbed a clean bowl, cheerios and got the milk from the fridge before making your way to the living room to eat. 
 

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Pregnancy Duties

“Hey, hey, hey. Where are you going?” Luke groggily asked, his head rising up from the little nap he had.

“I’m just gonna get a bottle of water, Lu.” I said gently, taking off the covers from my pregnant figure, only to be stopped by my husband.

“No. I’ll get it.” Luke lightly smiled, already standing up.

“Babe, I’m pregnant, not disabled. I think I could go and get a bottle of water myself.” I laughed, smiling afterwards and putting my hand on his broad shoulder.

“I’m your husband. And I’m gonna be a father for like a month from now! I should be the one doing these things for you.” He pouted, sitting beside me and caressing my hair.

“I know you’re gonna be a good one Lu. Just don’t try and abuse yourself by helping me, alright?”

His face lightened up, his smile widening with his dimples prominently displayed.

“Call it pregnancy duties.”

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