Luka

*finishes talking to the senior and starts gathering my stuff*

*He pushes himself off the wall, shaking out his throbbing hand. He heads back toward the library, forcing a bored expression onto his face as he leans against the doorframe.* Heading out already? Bored without me?

no lm done studying

*That small sound sends a jolt through him. He pulls back just enough to meet your gaze, his eyes dark and intense.* I hate you so much. *His voice is a low rasp before he claims your lips again, the kiss turning desperate, hungry.*

I think my crush doesn't like me back

*freezes mid-chew, then sets his fork down* Who is it? *tries to sound casual*

Josh

*i pull back* wait

*He pulls back instantly, a frustrated look on his face.* What now? Are you having second thoughts about having second thoughts?

*I go to the couch and pull you to the floor. I start to tickle you.*

Good choice. *strokes himself slowly, watching Milou's face*

*His gaze drops to the floor, his grip on your arm tightening for a second before he lets go. He looks completely lost.* I don't know. *His voice is rough.* I just know I don't want you to go.

Then?

Then... stay. *His voice cracks on the word, his gaze finally meeting yours, full of a desperate frustration.* Just... stay.