•thirty seven•
When Luke said food, he meant food.
The next day, he REALLY brought food to gabriella's flat. Most of them were chocolate bars. Packs of timtams, cherry ripes, anzac biscuits etc and he even got her a burger from burger king.
They had been eating in gabriella's room for God knows how long until Luke fell asleep.
"Loki?" She asked when he didn't reply, turning her chair to face luke. And there he was, sleeping on gabriella's bed with a kit kat in his hand.
She walked towards her bed and grinned at the sight. Luke's mouth was half opened and he looked pretty exhausted. An idea popped into her mind.
She took the kit kat out of his grip, took some more chocolate bars before she started to draw things on luke's face with all of them. She drew fake moles, poopies, drew fake eye shadows, basically turned the guy into a clown with moles and poops on his face.
He groaned and turned his head, she frowned at her failed attempt to write #gabriellaisawesome on his forehead.
And then he opened his eyes slightly. She instantly dropped the tim tam out of her hand and pretended to be focused on her phone.
Luke yawned and tousled her hair, she stiffled her laugh.
"Is something wrong?" He asked.
"No." She said quickly, looking at his face with a wide smile (probably too wide, though.) He scratched his cheek and his eyes widened when he saw chocolate on his fingers.
"Bloody hell."
She couldn't contain her laughter anymore, she burst out laughing, literally rolling on the floor while luke stood up abruptly and went to the bathroom.
"GABRIELLA!!" He shouted from the bathroom which just made everything even funnier. She struggled to stand up, still laughing and attempted to run out of her flat.
Too late, though.
He catched her by the waist, pulling her back into her flat and started to tickle her. She fell on her bed, laughing.
"You're in deep shit, hun bun."
She laughed uncontrollably, trying to slap his hands away. "Sorry! Sorry Loki!!"
He pressed and rubbed his cheek to hers, causing her cheek to be full of chocolate too.
"Now, how does it feel, abby?"
Luke didn't stop tickling her and it was really killing her, like, she really felt like she was going to die.
"Oh my god, Luke!" She gasped for breath. "I'm seriously-" gasp. "Going to die if-" gasp. "You don't stop!!"
Gasp.
No, it's really a gasp this time.
Because Luke stopped tickling her and pressed their foreheads together and rubbed them, just like what he did to their cheeks. But his face was extremely close to her this time that she held her breath.
"Luke..."
"Yeah, abby?" He smirked, touching their noses slightly. His eyes looked bluer and even more beautiful this close..
Crap, what is air?
"Why are you holding your breath, hun bun?" He whispered, his voice husky and deep. He leans closer to her.
WHAT IS AIR WHAT IS AIR WHAT IS-
"Luke? Gabriella?"
They broke apart at charlene's voice. Both of them turned bright red, looking at charlene.
OOOOH AIR! PRAISE THE LORD
Charlene slapped her forehead. "Crap." She said. "I interrupted something, didn't I?! I'm so stupid!"
None of them said anything.
"Next time, guys. If you're up to something.." the kid giggled a little. "Don't forget to close the door. And what is on your faces?"
Gabriella controlled her breath and so did Luke before she went to the bathroom to wash her face.
"I better go now, yeah?" Luke popped his head into the bathroom, the side of his lips turning into a slight smirk.
She huffed a breath and nodded, washing her face.
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