alternate universe where Lockwood and Lucy kiss before she leaves Lockwood and Co, after their argument in the Cafe. There's also a sad twist in the end so stay around for that
the start of this fic is basically the Creeping Shadow's plot, except th...
At that incredible point, my voice cracked out of pure exhaustion and how my emotions were all over the place, AND the waitress came over to deliver our drinks.
"One black coffee and one green tea?" her shrill voice had such an impact on the electric tension between me and Lockwood, it had felt like it had cracked into a million little shards of glass. I gave up on our glaring contest and slumped in my seat, playing with a petal on the table. "Thank you very much." Lockwood smiled crisply and took the cups on their saucers, sliding mine over the table to my side. "Of course, anything else i can get you?" "No thank you." With that the waitress waltzed off to the next set of problems in the cafe.
"Luce.." Lockwood hesitated, he never hesitated when saying my name. The pain in my stomach felt worse, i could feel myself going pale. "I'm sorry for not believing you but im just confused. But, you wont tell me the real reason so i may as well drop it." He sighed and took a sip of his disgusting coffee. I stared at him, resentment and hatred blurring my vision. His stupid ruffled hair, his stupid mysterious eyes, his stupid tight shirts and stupid long coat that is so long i'm surprised he doesn't trip up on it. "Lucy? You're doing that thing with your eyes again." He murmured. His stupid thin lips, and stupid radiant smile, that made me feel good every time he smiled. His stupid strong arms and lean body. I hated it all, i hated it so much i couldn't take it anymore, i had to get away.
I stood up, making a move to get my coat. Lockwood, for the first time in months, seemed genuinely surprised. He stared up at me through the wisps of dark hair, then in a flash he was up and by my side holding my hand. "You're not going." His voice was cold and commanding. "What?! I know you're the leader and everything but we're not on a case right now Lockwood. I have free will." "Yes i know, but we are going to sit here, drink our drinks and talk about this. I'm not having you walk out just because you're mad at me." He stared me down, his eyes daring me to stop him. I wanted to shrink back down to my seat, but not there, i wanted to sit back home at Portland Row. On the sofa that makes you sink deep into the cushions, or on the train with the furry seats and the trees going past in a blur. Not there. I could not meet Lockwood's eyes. I opened my mouth to speak, but was cut off yet again by another voice.
"Is this man bothering you, miss?"
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