ㅤㅤㅤㅤ uh— maybe not do that? ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤ she wasn’t hallucinating— of that, he was certain. there was no flicker of doubt in his mind as he met her gaze. what he saw was real. he stood there, solid and unmistakable, right in front of her, leaving no room for denial or second-guessing. ㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ good morning. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ — just to play chauffeur.” there’s a faint hint of teasing in it, but it’s mostly sincerity. “i mean, i can walk back,” he adds with a small shrug. “it’s not that far.” a brief pause, his gaze lingering on her. “unless you actually want to.” ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ lucas follows her glance toward the car, then back to her, a small smile tugging at his lips. his eyes settle on brooke davis again, softer now. “are you sure?” he asks, tone gentle, not wanting to assume. “i don’t wanna drag you all the way out here — ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ — past her, noticing how quiet the court’s gotten— how late it’s starting to feel. he exhales lightly, attention returning to her. “it’s getting kinda late,” he says, gentler now. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ — on brooke. “you know...” he adds, a faint smirk returning. “you still get another one after the actual date.” a slight tilt of his head. “maybe more than one,” he admits, tone teasing but softer underneath. there’s a brief pause before his eyes flick — ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ lucas lets out a quiet breath at her answer, that small, content smile of hers settling something in him. “good,” he murmurs, voice low, a hint of satisfaction there. his thumb brushes lightly against her side where his hand still rests, gaze steady — ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ — again. a faint smile tugs at his lips, quieter now. “guess i broke that rule,” he murmurs. there’s a beat before his eyes meet hers again, a hint of teasing slipping back in. “you happy now?” ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ — leans in and kisses brooke— soft at first, like he’s giving her the chance to pull away if she wants to. but he doesn’t. he stays there just long enough for it to mean something before pulling back slowly, his forehead nearly resting against hers — ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ — i did say that, didn’t i?” there’s a pause. a choice. and then— he steps closer. one hand lifts, settling lightly at her waist again, the other brushing gently against her arm as he closes the distance this time without stopping. no hesitation. lucas — ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ lucas watches her as she says it— that look on her face, the way she doesn’t even try to hide what she wants. for a second, he just holds her gaze, like he’s weighing it. then he exhales softly, a small, almost amused shake of his head. “yeah... — ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ — that subtle smirk tugging at his lips, eyes lifting to meet brooke’s reaction. “just making it official,” he adds, tone casual— like he didn’t just do that on purpose. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ — a brief pause. a flicker of something more playful crosses his expression. then, slowly, he lifts her hand just slightly— enough to turn it— and leans in, pressing a light kiss against her knuckles. it’s quick. intentional. and when he pulls back, there’s — ㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ lucas glances down at her hand when she offers it, a quiet huff of amusement escaping him. “yeah,” he murmurs. “it’s a deal.” he takes her hand without hesitation, his grip warm, steady— like he actually means it. but instead of letting go... there’s — ㅤㅤㅤㅤ