5SOS Imagines

Luke - Our Little Angel

Summary: You and Luke have a one night stand that results in a pregnancy, but a few months later when he's home visiting you have a miscarriage.

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Your hands shake as you hold the positive pregnancy test in your hands. You slowly fall to sit on the fuzzy floor mat, bringing your knees to your chest as you begin to sob. The memories of how this happened slowly begin to play in your mind.

"How I Met Your Mother marathon tonight, princess?"

"Sounds good, Luke. But I get to pick what food we order."

"Just no more Thai food, please."

You chuckle and stick your tongue out at him, grabbing your phone as you call the nearest pizza parlor.

"Alright, thanks. Bye." You answer before hanging up. You slowly walk into the living room, plopping down beside Luke. "They said it could be almost an hour, because they have so many orders. I hope it's okay I still placed an order?"

"Of course. You know how much I love Luigi's Pizza." He smiles before pulling you against his chest, cuddling you close to him.

"Please be quiet, Lu, this is my favorite episode." You tease.

He chuckles, rolling his eyes before placing his hand on your knee, rubbing random shapes over the thin material of your leggings.

You slowly watch Luke out of the side of your eyes, watching as his eyes crinkle when he laughs at a particularly funny scene, the way his teeth always seem to end up biting at the black metal through his bottom lip. You bite your lip as he continues to trace shapes onto your knee, a fire igniting with every featherlight stroke. He turns to you quickly, meeting your gaze, cocking an eyebrow.

"Something on my face?" He grins mischievously.

"N-no." You mumble, burying your face under your blanket in embarrassment.

Luke chuckles, lifting the blanket from over your face, tilting your head up to meet his gaze with the pad of his thumb.

"What's up? And don't bullshit me, Y/N."

"Noth-"

"I swear if you say "nothing" I will bend you over my knee and spank you right now. Tell me the truth."

Your cheeks flush at his comment, you fidget in your seat as you feel the burning sensation traveling throughout your body directly to the pit of your stomach.

"Don't say things like that unless you're going to follow through." You mutter, a sliver of confidence showing.

"Wh-what?" Luke asks.

"Nothing." You mutter, standing up to go into the kitchen only to be followed by Luke. His hands grip your hips roughly, pulling you close to his body, he slowly leans forward pressing his forehead against yours.

"Can I kiss you?" He whispers.

You nod in response, closing the space between the two of you as his lips move with yours, his cold lip ring sending an unfamiliar, but amazing feeling throughout your body. You pull away slightly, keeping your forehead against his.

"Upstairs, please." You whisper, lust lacing your tone.

"You sure?" His eyes boring into yours, searching for any sign of hesitance.