Music Strings • Luka Couffaine

|Chapter 15|

(Y/N) gently strums her guitar in a calm melody, her fingertips graciously playing with the strings of her acoustic guitar as she hums along with the tune.

She closes her eyes and entered the world of silence, it's as if she was picturing the sound evoking from the guitar.

But then stopped, as a familiar blue mop of hair invaded her mind. She shook her head, trying to get the thought of Lukas very existence out of her mind.

Lately she has been feeling these things she can't explain. It's been annoying her for a while now, and if this keeps up she won't ever get their piece done.

A small sigh escaped her lips as she reaches for her small lyrics book on the desk. She opened the notebook and skimmed the pages which are filled with lyrics she and Emilia made, her mind drifting back to her old friend.

'If she was still here she'd know what to do.' (Y/N) thought.

She flipped the notebook to a blank page and began to write the chords down, softly bitting her bottom lip as she tries to really concentrate.

But once again her mind was preoccupied with the thought of Lukas teal orbs. The small gentle smile he always gives to her, the comforting pats and shoulder rubs he does when she's in a state of being anxious or scared. The reassuring and comforting words he'd tell her so she'd calm down.

'Enough day dreaming (Y/N)! You have a song you need to write!'

She snapped back to when she heard a snapping of fingers. She looked to her left and saw Luciana who sat beside her, a look of bemusement visible in her face. (Y/N) looks at her in confusion.

"What?" She asked. Luciana slowly inches closer to (Y/N), making her slightly uncomfortable with the way she was staring at her.

"What're you writing?"  Luciana then asks.

(Y/N) looks at her confused, then she waved her notebook out to her.

"I'm writing the lyrics?" She said, sounding quite unsure as she was busy thinking about something else.

"Are hearts included in that song you two are writing?"

(Y/N) heart halted to a stop for a brief second as she whips her head and looked at the page she was writing. Sure enough there were little doodles of hearts and arrows.

"I.. I don't remember doing this." (Y/N) mumbled more to herself as she tries to erase the doodles. Luciana looks at her, an unamused look plastered on her face.

"Uh-huh."

"(Y/N) are you sure you don't need any help with the first verse?" Another voice chimed in, a voice that (Y/N) knows far to well. She looks up to see that very familiar teal orbs, blush started tinting her cheeks as she sees Luka walking up to them. His signature smile plastered on his lips.

"I-im sure." (Y/N) then stammers, mentally cursing at herself as she realizes that her voice sounded way to shakey. She bit the inside of her cheek, hoping that Luka didn't notice.

"But this is kind of like a group project. You can't just do everything on your own." Luka tried to explain, but (Y/N) shook her head to a no.

"I got this, don't worry." She reassures him. But luka wasn't having any of it.

"Aww c'mon. It'll be way more easy with the two of us working together." Luka said as he plops down beside (Y/N), making our female protagonist turn to a beet red.

They were awfully close to each other and that had (Y/N) a blushing mess. Luka on the other hand, was calm and casual about them being close, he doesn't mind no space between him and (Y/N).

Luciana rolls her eyes as she watches the two try to work together to make their verses. Mentally facepalming as she watches (Y/N) stammer her words and act all clumsy and weird.

'These two are really dumb.' She then thought. Luciana loves (Y/N) to bits, and she only wants the best for her. Sure she hates Luka with a burning passion, but she can't deny that he treats her well.

Her head shot up as she heard a knock on the front door. Luciana then jumps off her seat beside (Y/N) and ran up the door.

"I'mma get it!" She said.

She twists the doorknob and opens the door. Only to be greeted by an unfamiliar girl, she fiddles with her fingers as she greets Luciana with a small 'Hi'. But to Luka, she was more than familiar.

"Oh hey Marinette." He greeted.

Marinette is a half French (by her father's side) and half Chinese (by her mother's side) slender teenage girl of average height with medium-length black hair with blue reflections that is always seen tied back in two pigtails, bluebell colored eyes, light freckles on both sides and the bridge of her nose.

Marinette wears a dark gray blazer with rolled-up sleeves; the inside of the blazer is lined in white with pink polka dots and it has black trimming. Underneath, she wears a white t-shirt with black stitching and a flower design below the collar.

The design itself has pink flowers and black leaves. She wears pink rolled up jeans and pink ballet flats with dark red soles. She wears eyeliner around her eyes and sports black earrings.

Luka came up to Marinette and talked to her for a few, leaving (Y/N) alone on the couch. She watches as Marinette and Luka interact with each other, they were laughing and smiling and it made (Y/N)'s heart sank a little.

'She must be his girlfriend' (Y/N) then thought as she hungs her head low.

"Hey (Y/N)." She then hears someone call out. She shot up her head to see none other than Luka. Marinette was beside him, her hands on her back and she sheepishly gives (Y/N) a small smile.

"Hm?" (Y/N) merely answered.

"This Marinette. She is Kitty Sections costume designer." Luka introduces, Marinette gave (Y/N) a small wave. In which (Y/N) returns with a curt nod.

"We're already planning to make the costumes. And I was wondering if you want your very own costumes too." Luka then explains.

It took a few minutes for (Y/N) to reply.

"I'll think about it." She says.

Luka wasn't giving up on her though. He then eyes Marinette, signaling her that he wanted some time alone with (Y/N). Marinette got the memo and gave him a small smile before walking off to talk to Rose and Juleka.

He then sat beside (Y/N) again, a small smile plastered on his face as he said the words that had (Y/N)'s heart fluttering.

"You can think about it tomorrow when we go out then." He said. She looks back at him in alarm, blush soaring her cheeks.

"W-were going out tomorrow? T-thats nice. I'mma go ask the others if they're coming." (Y/N) then rambles as she tries to get up from her seat. But was then stopped by Luka.

He grabbed her hand tightly but not tight enough to inflict pain.

"It'll just be the two of us going out tomorrow. What do you say?" He then said.