I'm gonna get us both a hot chocolate, okay? It's pretty chilly out and it's what we both need."
I could only crack a sheepish and toothy smile, as my brain went blank for ways to soothe any suspicion he may have, but it only made him chortle softly. "I'm f-fine," I nodded frantically, my index finger looping itself around my charm bracelet in a form of fidget. His sudden speech snapped me back to reality and out of my hundredth dimension, out of my dreamy flabbergast.īlush darted onto my cheeks, injecting them with its scarlet hue and causing a flame to light in my epidermis, chilled sweat to rest on my palms and my teeth to scrape at my lip. My dainty lashes swerved in a prolonged blink, hydrating my eyes, which were almost growing dry from my heavy staring. Everyone had one, but I couldn't help but picture his as being intense and bold. Giddiness almost trembled within my being and my knees bounced from the delirium jolting through my veins, as my lovestruck teen self pictured a new side to the boy a more daring side. I was aware that there had to be a small spark within him, one where all his wildness rested, for no one could truly be so tame as he. Endless melodies just seem to flow out of my fingertips when in your company."Įven the twinkle in the corner of his eye burned an ambitious sapphire, adventurous and wild. "You amaze me every time."Īzure met azure as his eyes flicked upward to meet mine, a warm grin pasting over his pale pink lips. "That was beautiful, Luka," I hummed, saccharine and hushed, as my heart had been from his wondrous performance. Every pluck was a new note, etched into my cranium like thread through a needle. He was oh so clement, he practically kissed the catena of melodic strings with each pluck. The base of his noir fingernails dug into the plastic of his guitar pick, as he lightly dragged it against his sweet strings in a strum, fingers twisting in shapes along them throughout his chord progression. I had been educated of what that colour had always truly signified, all from being around the boy, a boy who's name even tasted like blue on my tongue Luka Couffaine. It almost radiated off of him, from the sight of his cerulean orbs and dip-dyed tresses, to the melancholic yet ocean-deep tone of his voice, and even to the royal blue warmth of his touch. I crinkled my winter-kissed nose as my cheeks escalated in a sweet simper, eyeing the blue-haired boy and taking in his aura. Leaning on my elbows, against the red plaid of my winter skirt, a head tilt caused all my consciousness to go to him, to wander like a spirit from a grave.
I sat, cross-legged, the bare skin of my lower thigh and downward exposed to his satin bed-quilt. There were many qualities of him that were displayed simply by sight, and they could surely entertain me for a decade. If only I had the luxury, the ability to gaze upon his being as a whole from morn to nigh, I would. No wonder he could read me so well, it was as though his pupils acted as a magnifying glass, enlarging me. His mind was an encyclopedia, a collection of all knowledge he needed to know and more. But as well as this, he was the wisest soul I had ever come to know. Stars still dotted his pupils when seeing what delighted him. He was pure and white like a field of snowdrops their musky scent lingering through the frosted winter air, and ridden through each trickle of rain from petal to stem. I really hope you enjoy, as does everyone else, and that you all had a very merry Christmas! :santa: Hello, all! It's Croi, and today I'm here with a short and sweet fluff fic for the Miraculous Amino Secret Santa for the lovely Wholock Whooves. Summary: Marinette's whirlwind of feelings for Luka is getting stronger by the day, but something she finds out calms her nerves.