Fake it till you make it - Lucathy

Bounes chapter - Valentines

  "Do I have to...?" I asked Lucas who was holding up a set of matching clothing.

  "Yes. If you don't want to... I'll just force it on you." Lucas said smiling.

  "Are you really trying to make us look like some cliche couple on drama's?" I questioned.

  "Technically, we are. Since we do act as a couple in shows." Lucas replied.

  "More like you will 'convince' the director to make you my husband in shows." I said.

  "Athanasia, the option to just force the shirt on you is just getting more and more tempting." Lucas told me as a final warning.

  I sighed.

  I took the clothing from him and went to our bathroom.

  "What in the world is this..." I said out loud while looking at the mirror.

  "I mean... It's cute. But isn't it a little too short!?" I said sighing.

  Lord help me...

  I opened the bathroom door.

  My hand kept tugging on the edge of the shirt trying to pull it down more.

  Lucas hadn't noticed my presence yet.

  "Uh-Lucas... Isn't this a little too short..." I said not caring to meet his eyes.

  "If you think I told you to wear that thinking we were going out you are very mistaken."

  He put a finger on my chin and made me look at him.

  "This kind of clothing is only for me to see."

  "My eyes and only mine."

  .

  ..

  ...

  Shit I'm blushing...

  How does he still make me blush despite the fact that we are married!

  "Your making it sound like I'm wearing lingerie...." I pointed out.

  "Oh...? Really...? If you were wearing lingerie.... I wouldn't even be talking to you, it would just be straight to the bed." Lucas said.

  If there's was a brighter red then red that would be me.

  "You are shameless." I told him.

  "Yet you love me." He rebutted.

  "Just go wear your matching piece!" I yelled pushing him to the toilet and slamming it.

  Stupid flirt!

  I sat on the floor waiting for Lucas.

  "I'm done." Lucas said exiting the bathroom.

  "Don't you look cliche." I commented.