Bright ── Julie and the Phantoms

OUTFIT . . . LUKE

( 2020 ) → OUTFIT

╲╲ unedited.

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summary : luke helps you
find your outfit.

warnings : mentions of nudity,
luke doesn't really understand
how knocking works, mentions of
stealing, ( DONT STEAL KIDS!!)
so much fluff <3

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THIS RARELY HAPPENS, you always know what to wear based on your mood, your colour schemes, accessories, even what fragrance to wear.

but today, something was off. you dont know what to wear what so ever. and you're already behind schedule.

you should be eating breakfast right now. but here you are, staring at your bed where there are a total of six tops, three pants, and two jackets.

your hand started to pull your hair so aggressively you're sure some of it will come off.

suddenly a whip of air came from nowhere, startling you.

"need help?" a familiar voice sounded.

you turned around and let out a shriek as you move to grab your towel from the bed, wrapping it around yourself.

you were only in your bra and underwear, seeing that you were putting on and taking off clothes every two seconds.

"sorry!" luke said as he turned around. you caught a glimpse of a rosy blush creep onto his cheeks.

you chuckled and took your white shirt that was on the floor and some sweats putting it on.

"you can turn around now" you laughed at his shyness and continue to look for an outfit to wear and also to hide your burning cheeks.

"sorry" he voice cracked, which made the boy blushed even more. he cleared his throat and spoke more clearly "sorry"

you chuckled and asked, "what are you doing here?" glancing at him.

he walked closer to you and shrugged his shoulders. "i was downstairs with julie and the others eating but you weren't there, so i figured i'd check on you. you know if anything bad happened" he said, keeping his gaze to his shoes.

you smiled at his words and turned to look at luke and saw him already staring at you.

"you said you wanted to help?" you asked, smiling at him.

"uh yeah. i'm not good at fashion like you are, but i can make things work" he replied confidently while looking at the clothes on your bed.

you let out a little laugh at sat down at the edge of the bed. "well, do your magic kind sir" you said, motioning to the piles of your clothes.

luke beamed at you and started to rummaging through the pile of clothes - quite difficultly as you might add.

as his focus was on styling you, your focus was on him. his hands and bicep to be exact.

i wonder how his hands would feel wrapped around my nec-

"UGH" luke groaned, cutting you from your thoughts. you internally slapped yourself for thinking about him like that. you couldn't even touch him.

why does he have to be such a damn attractive ghost? you thought.

you cleared your throat, moving your attention to what he's doing.