Stranger Things Imagines

Lucas Sinclair-Three

If your mother saw what was going on in your bedroom, you were sure one of two things would happen.

1: she would tease you mercilessly for this or

2: she would send Lucas home and never let him step foot into the Byers house again.

You hoped, if she did walk in, that her decision was number 1.

Lucas's hands were tight against your waist as he kissed you. Your hands were laying on his cheeks, cupping his face as he deepened the kiss. You walked backwards before your knees hit your bed. Lucas laid you down on your bed and kissed you deeper.

You would have never thought that Lucas Sinclair, of all people, would be making out with you. This was a dream you had for a while, and now that it was coming true, you prayed your brothers wouldn't walk in.

Lucas broke the kiss and smiled at you before dipping his head and pressing kisses to your neck. Your hand left his shoulder to his hair, stroking his hair softly. You tipped your head back, allowing Lucas more access.

You smiled when Lucas began tickling your stomach, and you laughed loudly, grabbing his hands and holding them up. Lucas laughed too, pressing a kiss to your lips. You sat up, stilling kissing Lucas, cupping his face in your hands before you pulled away and stood up.

"Babe." Lucas whined.

You chuckled and walked over to your stereo, turning it on and turning it down a bit, the music both you and Lucas enjoyed filtering into your bedroom. You walked back to your bed and kissed Lucas again as you sat down on the covers.

The music drowned out all other noise, along with your mom and Will walking through the front door.

"[Y/N]!" You mom shouted, but you couldn't hear her over the music and the rushing of blood in your ears. 

Will looked around the kitchen and living room before noticing the backpack that was laying on the couch. Lucas's backpack.

"Hey mom?" Will called behind him, still looking at Lucas's backpack and your jacket thrown on the couch.

"Yeah?" Your mom asked as she was looking through the pantry.

"Is Lucas here?" 

"Yeah. [Y/N] asked if he could come over." Will nodded and walked to your door, that was closed. He knocked harshly on the door.

Inside, you and Lucas jumped apart, you standing to open your bedroom door. Lucas, cleverly, grabbed your DnD handbook that was laying on your nightstand and opened it to a random page. You opened your bedroom door to see Will standing there.

"Hi. Me and mom just got home." You nodded at Will.

"Keep the door open!" Your mom shouted.

"Lucas are you staying for dinner?" Will asked. Lucas looked at you and shrugged before walking up behind you.

"Sure, let me call my mom."