~perfect for pictures~ (luka couffaine x reader)

☆ chapter twenty six ☆

(Y/N'S POV)

Listen– I'm just a girl, okay? So you can't blame me when I go weak in the knees the second my best friend picks up a guitar and starts singing sexually charged songs. And you especially can't blame me when you consider all the circumstances– i.e. me being in love with him and our tendency to start making out in dark spaces. If he kept making eye contact with me, I might just have to throw myself at him in the dressing room after the show.

(Let's Fall in Love for the Night): A single yellow spotlight fell on Luka– the rest of the stage dark. As he began to sing, he gripped onto the mic and closed his eyes.

Let's fall in love for the night and forget in the morning

Play me a song that you like, you can bet I'll know every line

I'm the boy that your boy hoped that you would avoid

Don't waste your eyes on jealous guys– fuck that noise

I know better than to call you mine

The guitar froze as Luka stopped singing, engulfing the room in silence. The stage lights slowly came up red, the yellow spotlight blending in. Luka took a breath and opened his eyes before launching back into the song.

You need a pick-me-up?

I'll be there in twenty five

I like to push my luck

So take my hand, let's take a drive

My breath hitched as he made eye contact at that last line. It was brief, but he knew exactly what he was doing. I felt my face heat up.

I've been livin in the future

Hoping I might see you sooner

I want you, riding shotgun

I knew when I got one right

His singing was absolutely mesmerizing and I couldn't seem to look away. As he made his way through the song, I felt myself thinking back to yesterday...or that night in the closet...or the other night in the other closet– we sure do seem to like closets. I was pretty sure this song was directed at me– a proposition of sorts– but my suspicions were completely solidified when he made direct eye contact and sang:

You won't stay with me, I know

But you can have your way with me until you go

Fuck.

(Sports): "So I don't know about you..." Luka took a sip from his water bottle, "but I think it's getting a little hot in here." The crowd cheered like crazy, and Luka's eyes widened when he realized they were expecting him to take his shirt off. "Sorrysorrysorry wrong wording. I'm keeping my shirt on." Damn it. "However, I do think maybe we need to cool things down a bit." He set down his guitar as everyone cheered in anticipation. Luka walked back to the mic stand and began.

If you feel lonely, I could be lonely with you

Tell me baby, why do you seem so blue?

Why are we so complicated?

Maybe love is overrated

Yeah this was definitely not cooling things down for me. Yeah, it was a more innocent song than the others, but I couldn't help but over analyze every word. Luka had me on the edge, wanting more– more clarity and more of him.