“Mh-hm,” she hummed, leaning in to kiss his lips. (One day, her heart was going to explode from all the silly stuff he did.) Matching her expression, his hands steadied her as she wrapped her legs around his waist.Īn index finger flicked his chin playfully. For the occasion, he swapped his regular orange beanie for a red one. Julie yelled in delight, gripping onto him as he spun them around. Luke poofed in front of her with a warrior cry and hoisted her up in one fluid motion. She wasn’t surprised to find it empty, unless…
Just last night had he kissed her a little longer after rehearsal, wiggling his brows like he knew something she didn’t. Her smile, painted in cherry lipgloss, stretched wider when she slid the doors open and saw that no one was inside. Her gifts were still in her room, out of sight and kept for later, now she just wanted to see her boyfriend. That morning, she pulled on her most Valentine’s day inspired outfit and rushed to the studio. A thick band made from orange, red and yellow string, the shell as its penchant. The pretty shell didn’t fit on the collage, so she decided to make a bracelet as well. If she closed her eyes, she could feel his arms wrap around her back as she’s sprawled on top of him. Multiple pictures of them snuggling on the studio couch, supposed ‘blackmail’ for Alex, but Julie cherished them. A Snapchat of when she showed him the filters and he kissed her instead. A polaroid of when she snuck up on him and smacked a kiss on his cheek, his teeth flashing white from the beam on his face. Pictures overlapped, a dozen Mini Luke’s and Mini Julie’s staring at the camera or each other, from before and after they started dating.Ī photo Flynn took of Luke peppering her temple with kisses backstage. The collage was small enough that he could easily tuck it away. She loved him so much that each second spend together was perfect as is. Dancing in her bedroom with AirPods instead of partying.Īnd it was enough.
Going to the movies were movie nights in the studio with a projector and cookies they made together. Until American Ghost Dollars got invented, they had to be creative. She invested it back in their life passion, obviously, but the fact remained that Luke couldn’t take her on typical dates or buy her the typical gifts. Though they were in a band together, all the money they made directly went to Julie. They had an unspoken agreement to never involve money. It was only natural she made him a collage. It left her heart racing and brought a blush on her cheekbones. Julie would lie if she said she didn’t find it adorable how his only reference of romance were the 80s flicks, as it gave her a heartthrob of a boyfriend that didn’t back down from cute gestures like those notes. A purple pick was found under her bed, a song in her dream box they never got to finish, a seashell he plucked from the beach, a row of pictures from a photo booth, love notes.
She scoured her room was scraps and pictures and notes reminders of Luke hidden in every corner without realising it. It was insane.)Īll week, Julie had been working on a secret gift. Luke had been dazed, but Julie was quick to kiss the stupor away. He loved music and her and now it was all connected. (Weeks later, the love letter was transposed to music and performed for an audience. His fingers grazed her jaw when he said it was a love letter - “For you, Jules.” She didn’t have to go far to reach his lips, both eager and giddy to finally come home. Dancing on the beach with him and the boys, Luke had grabbed her in his embrace and whispered lyrics at her she’s never heard before. They got together last summer, when the band played an amazing gig at a tiki bar on the beach and they were drunk on the heat, pink lemonade and each other’s adoring gazes. Sure, their romance was a little unorthodox, but predictability was overrated anyway. Her mother dying, she who held the biggest heart of all, also didn’t help her mood.īut that was before Luke blasted himself into her life. She tortured herself with romcoms leading up to the holiday, went into the “couples goals” tag on Pinterest, pouted when her crushes she never talked to dated other people (read: Nick) and felt all around envious of those having a lover to spend the day with. Canon compliant juke valentine’s day fic ♡ for all you sweethearts in the fandomīefore hopeless romantic Julie Molina fell in love with Luke Patterson, she always felt glum on Valentine’s Day.