The two of them were sitting in Lucien’s dorm—door cracked open, sun filtering through the curtains, warm silence hanging between them like a secret. Eva sat cross-legged on the bed, flipping through a book he’d recommended, while Lucien stood at his desk, stretching one arm behind his neck.
His hoodie rode up slightly.
Enough to show skin.
Eva’s eyes locked on the tattoo
Eva Derrin
Wait--
Lucien Hart
hmm?
*head slightly turned*
Eva Derrin
What is that?
*pointing*
Eva Derrin
Is that a tattoo?
Lucien Hart
Yes
*voice deep and calm*
Eva Derrin
You’ve been hiding that this whole time?!
Lucien Hart
Wasn’t hiding. You never asked.
*laughs*
Eva practically launched off the bed and stepped toward him.
Eva Derrin
show me
He raised an eyebrow, pulling his hoodie up slightly, revealing the dark, clean ink curling along his ribs.
Eva Derrin
So..pretty
*stares*
Eva Derrin
and hot
*gulps*
Lucien Hart
You think so?
Lucien’s eyes darkened just slightly, amused
Eva Derrin
Of course
Eva Derrin
You don't know, how much I used to crush on the celebrities with tattoo back then
Lucien Hart
*smiles*
Eva stared at it for a moment longer, then looked up at him.
Eva Derrin
You are ridiculously hot
*grins*
Lucien Hart
Glad you think so.
She leaned in, placing a soft kiss just beside the ink.
Lucien didn’t move. But his entire body went still
Eva Derrin
I am so thankful to fate
Lucien Hart
why?
Eva Derrin
Cause I met someone like you
*smiles*
Lucien Hart
Then i guess fate is not such a bad thing after all
*gently brushing her hair behind her ear*
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