luke hughes imagines

meant to be

helloooo!! how're you? i hope you're doing well!! i hope you all enjoy this blurb, it's kind short, (sorry), but i love you all and thank you all so much for reading my book!!💜💜

it was one of those late nights where both you and luke couldn't fall asleep. it was storming outside and luke's train of thought didn't wanna come to it's next stop.

so you, being the great girlfriend that you are, put on his favourite movie and snuggled him close to your side under the warm, comfortable blankets.

"have you ever thought about how different our hand sizes are?" luke asks, his speech slightly slurred from his tiredness, exhaustion laced in his voice, his head was resting on your shoulder.

"i mean, not really," you knew luke was probably going to be too tired to remember this conversation in the morning.

"look, babe," luke lays his hand flat, palm up where yours both rest on top of the blue blanket that sits atop his bed.

"put your hand on top of mine, y/n."

so you do, and his calloused fingers run against your smooth ones. he plays with the many rings that adorn your fingers, one of them being the promise ring he had gotten you.

"they're a perfect fit, don't you think?" he questions.

you hum and subconsciously nuzzle into the soft curls that lay on his head.

he intertwines your fingers again, "yeah..." you agree.

you hands truly did fit together like two pieces of a puzzle, like you we're meant to be.

"guess we're just meant to be, yeah?" he asks, giving the side of your head a small kiss. you look into his eyes and nod in response.

"good," luke leaves gentle kisses up your jawline until he reaches the corner of your mouth. then he presses a firm kiss against your lips.

"'cause i wouldn't want it any other way."

wc: 326
have a greasy day/night!!💜