the one with packing and shit

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Mark

As I laying on my stomach with my head at the foot of the bed, typing on my laptop, Lucas came home,

"Babe?

He called out to me as he walked in the house,

"I'm in the room!"

"Okay!"

He walked in as he was taking off his blazer to reveal his t-shirt that was on under it,

"How was your day?"

I asked, glancing back at my computer,

"Long. Im going to take shower. I'm all gross."

"Okay, love!"

He stopped by the bed and bent down. I turned to kiss his lips,

"I'll be right back."

He left the room and I kept typing my essay.

He returned in an oversized t-shirt and sweatpants,

"Hey baby."

I said not really looking up. He didn't respond, he just got on the bed and laid his head on my back,

"Yukhei? You okay?"

He nodded,

"Some shit happened at work today. I'm not in a good mood."

"Awe, want to talk about it?"

He sighed as he looked up at the ceiling,

"I don't want to look at you while I say this because I might literally cry. So I'll stay back here."

I frowned,

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"They told me I can't go on tour with you. Well not just yet."

"What?"

"They said I can't join you on tour until like the end of November. And I feel really bad because I really wanted to be there with you. And the fact I'm going to miss your first concert makes me so upset. I'm pissed off because they told me this entire time I could. I asked for the time off, they told me I could have it and that I could maybe do some jobs while I'm on tour with you too. But now they're like "No blah blah blah blah!" And ugh!"

He was really frustrated, I could tell. I mean this made me really sad. He was really the only reason I didn't have a full on panic attack at Eric's concert a few months ago,

"Oh! And I might miss our 8 month anniversary! Which is total horse shit!"

I frowned,

"It's fine..."

I trailed off and closed my laptop. Not going to lie, there's a lump in my throat and I feel like I might cry. Which is stupid, I know, but it meant a lot to me that he was going to be there.

"No! It's not fine!"

He sat up and I flipped onto my back slowly,

"It's really okay Lucas..."

I wasn't looking at him. He scoffed,

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