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a/n; ayo quick qn. do yall read on your phones or laptops/pc? oh my achy breaky heart. this boy has my heart. bass guitar players are so hot so im making you one. this is disgustingly heavy with dialogues
CW/TW; spoilers for season 4 Truth, cursing
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"Seriously, where is that boy?" The bassist asked the other members. They shrugged. "Probably with his new girlfriend," The lead singer replied as he fiddled with the microphone. [Name] sighed.
More customers and fans were coming into the bar and they were getting restless. Wondering why the band of four wasn't playing. It was already past their schedule. [Name] took out his phone once more, calling him and messaging Luka. Only to receive no notifications - no replies. "Hey man, imma go check up on him. Y'all should start playing. Play something slow to rile up the audience a little," The said male said as he nudged the other boys. They hummed in response and gave the [h/c] head their handshake, him leaving right after.
Skipping towards time, [Name] arrived at the Couffaines household. As he walked up the steps that connected the boathouse to the pathway, he spotted Juleka, rushing around. He raised a brow. "Hey, Juleka? Uhm... Where is your brother?" He called out to her. She flinched at the sudden voice and turned to face [Name]. "Inhisroom," She quickly mumbled. "Ah, okay. Thanks. Have fun with your date with Rose!" The [h/c] smiled and waved her goodbye. Juleka blushed on the mention of 'date' and nodded as a reply, quickly getting off her boathouse.
[Name] went inside the boat and walked straight towards the bluenette's room. "Luka?" He exclaimed as he knocked on the door. Silence. He grew more worried. "Luka, I'm coming in," He continued, swinging the door open. There the boy was. Sitting on his neatly tidied bed. Slouching against the wall. The [h/c] head scanned his features and body language.
Dark circles underneath his eyes. Swollen eyes. Tear stained face. Slouching. Tense shoulders. Definitely girlfriend problems.
The male walked towards the other, sitting on the bed beside him. "Dude. You obviously don't look good. What did Marinette do to you?" [Name] furrowed his brows a little, giving out a little softness on his words. Luka groaned softly as he sat up. He looked down, fiddling with his fingers a little. "..How did you know it's about her..?" his words were dragged. Adding more slurs in the tone. [Name] let out a soft sigh. "Luka. When I see a heartbroken person, I know that's a heartbroken person. Look at yourself big guy. This, this is not you," he placed his hand on the bluenette's shoulder. Squeezing it gently.
"What happened between you and her, man?" [Name] shifted his body to face Luka. Giving him all the attention. To [Name], nothing else mattered at the moment, only his best friend in front of him. Luka's lips quivered. Looking away as he tries to find the right words to form the answer to the question. He hesitantly replied. "..M-Mari broke up with me...A-and I know! I know it was dumb of me to think that we could even last long, knowing that she was still in love with Adrien! But I never knew that Marinette, a very kind, caring girl - who's been true to others, can't be true towards me..." his words trailed off. [Name], who had been listening to him, had grown overwhelmingly frustrated. By the words that have been spewed out of his mouth. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and out.
This fucking dumbass...
"Exactly, you are dumb. You knew that she still is in love with Adrien. And you just ignore that? Continuing with the relationship? Don't you realize that it will hurt you? See what happened to you now," Luka looked at him in shock. That wasn't the response he was expecting to hear. But he was right. It's true. He chose to ignore it and hurt in silence instead of moving on. "I'm sorry. I know I'm supposed to be sympathetic with you but come on, let's be realistic. I'm so pissed at you. There are other people who would love to date you,"
"I'm pretty sure that's not true.."
"Oh no, it's fucking true. There is one who is madly in love with you,"
"What?" Luka sat there in confusion. It took a few seconds to realize what the [h/c]-nette had said. Panicking, [Name] tries to change the topic. "Nevermind what I said. Come on. I can't cheer you up through words but I'm going to cheer you up by getting ice cream. Let's go!" he exclaimed as he grabbed Luka's wrist and pulled him out of his bed. Causing Luka to stumble and quickly follow the taller one behind. "Slow down!"
[Name] still has his hand wrapped around the bluenette's wrist, while searching for the best ice cream man himself, Andrè. Luka only stared at him. Observing his natural features. "There!" the taller male exclaimed and quickly dragged Luka towards the famous ice cream stand.
"Hey! André, my man. The usuals please," [Name] ordered. The man smiled at him and nodded. Before André could start, he observed Luka closely. "Hm... Your interest has changed... How about you try new flavours instead?" he suggested as he scooped two ice creams of [your colour platelet] and a cherry on top. Luka gave the ice cream man a confused look and accepted the new set of flavours. He gave a couple of licks. His face lifted.
"Wow! This new combination is delicious Mr André! Thank you. I'd love to eat this more often," he complimented with a now huge smile on his face as he continued licking the cold dessert. André chuckled while [Name] looked at the shorter male in awe. Blushing a little. Hearing his name being called, he faced towards to source and took his ice cream. Same as ever. A blue pastel coloured scoop and a pale light brown scoop. The [h/c] head smiled to himself. He took out his phone from his pocket and dialled a number.
"Yo, Julian (lead singer). Mind playing without us for the night? Gonna fuck around with Luks. What? No! not like that dumbass! Yeah... Thanks, big guy," he ended the call and shook his head. "Who didya call?"
"What? Oh, Julian. Told him to play without us for the rest of the night. Cause you, need some cheering up," he patted Luka's head and chuckled softly, with Luka softly laughing with him. "Thanks by the way.."
"It's no problem. Plus, dude. Why go for girls when boys are way better?"[Name] said as he rested his arm on the bluenette's shoulder, tasting his ice cream. ".. I'm not sure if I swing that way, [Name],"
"I'm just saying homie. Who knows? I'm not forcing you. Well, the night's still young, let's go have fun," the [h/c]-nette grinned at Luka, having Luka smiling back at him, nodding.
