"Where's my shirt?"
Modern AU Elorcan flufffff bc jfisjdia I luvit. For @samaykay912 😊
Im sorry its not that good aha but its been a longggggg day at work with some vv stressful customers.
I hope you enjoy it anyway x
Where in the hells was it? Its not like a shirt could just grow legs and walk out the house so it had to be here somewhere but for the life of him Lorcan couldnt find it anywhere.
“Elide, have you seen my shirt?”
Elorcan sighed as he was yet again greeted by silence. He let out a low grumble as he threw around another pile of clothes, he was already running late but he refused to wear any other shirt.
Where had Elide put it and why was there so much washing?
“Elide” he roared, what was she doing? He was beginning to get annoyed now.
He was about to call out for his girlfriend again when he heard the uneven patter of Elide’s footsteps coming down the stairs.
“Stop shouting me” her voice was soft, slightly rough from sleep but still like music to Lorcan’s ears “I might have a fucked up ankle but Im not deaf for petes sake”.
Lorcan turned to face Elide only to find her wearing the shirt he had just spend 45 minutes looking for and any anger he was feeling vanished. Man, did she look like a goddess descending the stairway from heaven. The shirt far too big for her petite frame, coming down to just above her knees and showing off her slender pale legs as Lorcan let his eyes drift down the subtle curves of her legs to her scarred ankle and back up. The arms of the shirt hanging over her hands like they would when you were a child wearing a hoody that was far too big for you.
She must have been feeling a slight chill because he could see her pert nipples just visible through the thin fabric and the buttons were only partly done up, bearing her milky white collar bones for him to see.
“Damn” he whispered as she slowly walked towards him. His fists clenching to stop him from running to her.
Her dark chocolate brown hair fell in soft, loose waves pulled over one shoulder, tousled at the roots from where she had been lying on it.
“Couldn’t you have just worn another shirt?”
“I was going to say no, I look best in that one, but I’ve changed my mind” Lorcan chuckled “you definitely look better in it than I do”.
Elides lips quirked up at one side as she looked at him with hooded eyes, her long lashes shadowing the colour of her eyes.
“Hmm I can agree with you there”
And that was all Lorcan could take. He took three large steps and came face to face with her before taking her small face in both hands and pressing his lips firmly against hers.
“Wont you be late?” Elide pulled away by the smallest fraction. Her breath tickling his lips.
“Actually, I think I can miss this meeting all together” he grabbed her soft thighs in his large caloused hands and lifted her to wrap her legs around his waist, causing her to squeal in surprise before taking her back to their bedroom…