My Wholesome House Husband (Luke x Reader Oneshot)

My Wholesome House Husband

Be sure to look out for small easter eggs in the spelling of certain words, and references to the music freaks

(Y/N) POV

Finally finished. I stretch my back as I crack my knuckles while giving a sigh with relief. "I'm heading home.." I announce sleepily, to which my boss gives me a nod of approval, and I pick up my purse and make my way to the door, but then I feel a tug at my wrist which has me roll my eyes in disbelief.

"Wait (Y/N)!" I turn around to see one of my co-workers, and she's giving me that "I messed up" look on her face. This better be quick.

"What now Milly.." I groan, forcing a smile.

She grabs me by the shoulders and her face shifts from despair to desperation, well this can't be good.

"Listen! I messed up big time on the PR project," typical Milly, ever since she joined, she's had trouble with nearly everything. She's more of a brawler than an office worker, but she really wants to help carry her load with Elliot, the two had married only 7 months ago. I can respect her ambition since I'm basically doing the same. "I really hate to ask but can you help me fix it! I'm begging you!" She tightens her grip on my shoulders. I'm not surprised she would ask that, but I really want to go home. I feel my eyes giving out and my butt hurts from sitting around all day. Everything about me is saying "Get some rest," but unfortunately that would have to wait since I can't help myself, as I kinda feel bad for her. She does get chewed out the most by the boss. So despite my exhaustion I oblige somberly to her request.

"Fine, I'll help.."

"You will?!" Her face lit up with joy, as mine fell ill and bitter. She shook me back and forth violently. "Thank you thank you thank you! You're the best! I'll send you the project," and she heads out to her desk skipping happily. Dammit...just end me already...

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I can feel myself about to collapse as I finish the messed up PR project. I stood up from my chair, threw my bag around my back, and left the office. I don't know how much longer I can keep this up before I begin to lose it. But the job pays well, so I try my best to push through. When I first started I remember being worked to the brim. Paper after paper, project after project. Made high school AP classes look like child's play. I'm sick of riding the last train, and occasionally missing it too. It's painful to walk, and hurts to even think, but I hold my head up high, because I already know what's waiting for me back home...

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I opened the door to my apartment, immediately slipping out of my shoes and shutting the door behind me. Then as I'm hanging my coat on the wall my ears are blessed with his gentle voice calling my name, in response a smile manifests on my face.

"Welcome home (Y/N)!" Beige orange locks come into view, complimenting his flowery yellow eyes that sparkle like they always do. His inviting smile, was so pleasing to look at as his full body came into view, still in an apron, which makes me assume he had already made dinner. I couldn't help but smile even more. He rushes behind me and pushes me gently to the dining room while giving me a light massage on my shoulders which makes me release a relaxed sigh. "You're so cold, and you look terribly exhausted.." he worries.

"It's the start of winter now, so it's only going to get colder." I tell him. "And yes, im terribly exhausted." I bring my hands up to my face and breathe on it and I rub them together.

"Take it easy alright? We are going to eat dinner and after that you are going straight to bed." He insists as he sits me down at the table while making his way to the kitchen where I hear him preparing the food.