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❝starry eyes, what can I do for your attention? starry eyes, starry eyes forever shall be mine

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❝starry eyes, what can I do for your attention? starry eyes, starry eyes forever shall be mine.❞
- starry eyes ; cigarettes after sex

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[short Lucaya gushiness-ish]

The pair sat in the back of the big truck that was still in the middle of a quiet place Lucas likes to visit, both staring at the gloomy sky and wrapped up in a big blanket.

"You could've told me sooner," Maya informs before placing her hand over his to comfort him.

His current rocky home situation was something he hated to talk about, he figured 'there's nothing more to say. My dad's an abusive, cheating, drunk bastard' besides he already knows where he stands and that's with his mother, there was nothing more to discuss.

Lucas sighs and throws his head back, "I didn't think it'd be something you cared about," he responds.

The blonde playfully slaps his arm, tightening the blanket that was around them and resting her head on his shoulder, "you've cared countless times, I guess it's my turn," she says with a tiny grin.

He smiles at their current state, she went from being cold and mean to caring and free with him in the span of some weeks and he couldn't believe their friendship was coming together.

"You ready for school?" He questions changing the subject.

Maya crosses her right leg over her left and sighs, "I'm fine with it, we go back for like a week and a half and go on break," she informs with a smile.

"Yeah, your mom should come with us to my family's cabin," Lucas suggests with a smile, Maya's heart tightening once again.

She nods, "she can't, she's away."

He nods and smiles in realization, "they're coming," he happily announces, once again changing the subject and reaching his arm through the tiny window in the back of his truck to grab some pillows and one more blanket.

Maya and Lucas situate their positions and patiently wait for the stars to emerge and show themselves. They sit in a peaceful silence, the blonde in deep thought as she stared at the stars scattered over the dark endless sky.

She allows herself to break from the trance, "What?" She questions, keeping her focus on the sky. Maya had felt his Green eyes looking at her as his lips were spread out, expressing a gorgeous smile.

"I love your beautiful presence," he kindly comments, earning an eye roll and a playful glare.

She cozies closer to try and hide her crimson cheeks and grins, "you can't say shit like that," Maya announces, receiving a smirk from the country boy.

"Why is that?" He softly asks.

Maya's deep blue eyes finally have the courage to meet his forest like green ones, "because it's gonna make me grin like a crazy bitch," she softly, and playfully lets out with slightly wide eyes.

His smile still plays on his nicely structured face, "why is that so bad?" Lucas questions.

"Because that would mean I feel something other than simplicity and casualty when around you that makes me go weak in the klutzy knees of mine," she responds with another huge smile, Lucas happily smiling at her words.

Maya looks away with a pleased smile and looks back at the sky, "and you're not gonna kiss me after what I just said because that would be utterly cliche and I'd hate you for the rest of my pathetic life," she says, not paying any mind to him but at the beautiful and bright stars.

Lucas chuckles and slyly continues to at least collapse his large warm hand with her small and pale cold one, earning another of her infamous eye rolls.

She didn't realize it yet, but it was easy for her to forget about her worries when spending time with him, and that was much needed after everything she been through, her therapist would definitely agree for her to continue on this healthy newly found form of being.

It was now no secret that they shared a unique bond that was indescribable other than breathtaking. Maya was fully aware that she had already made a move on him, but decided not to count it due to her being super fucked up that night, and unfortunately couldn't remember it. She didn't regret it, she just wanted to be able to taste his lips with all senses accurately functioning.

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Oh my, this is so short but I only write on here when I'm motivated or in a specific mood and lately I've been feeling the cute, teenage, romantic something lol.

I started taking melatonin again and I'm bout to knock my ass out, goodnight ! 🌟

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