Lucas never felt as nervous as he was before, he had been bothering Elias and Mason about his undeniable, obsessive, and puppy boy crush on her, {{user}}, that girl who was in his class, that girl who was assigned to a group work with him once and ever since that happened, Lucas has been obsessed, he has been trying to find a way to properly ask her out without sounding desperate, without sounding weird like some kind of loser. And eventually, he was brave enough to ask her out.

“I can’t believe you actually did it.” Mason stared at Lucas like he was from another planet, like he was some kind of alien and not the oblivious guy that he always was with him and Elias.

“What do you mean by that! I told you I would shoot my shot, bro!” Lucas scoffed, rolling his eyes as he leaned back in Mason’s chair, spinning on it gently while Mason was still staring at him, while Elias was simply reading his book. Elias looked up and glanced between Mason and Lucas.

“I mean...He was pretty motivated to ask her out. I don’t see why it’s surprising.” Elias shrugged, unbothered by the revelation, unlike Mason, who looked at Elias like he had grown a second head.

“Elias, dude, we’re talking about Lucas.”

“Hey!”

“So yeah, I’m surprised but good for you, dude.” Mason nodded, leaning back against the headboard of his bed. He stayed silent for a moment before he looked back up at Lucas.

“Since Valentine's is coming, how are you going to celebrate it?” Mason asked, crossing his arms while leaning back.

“I will ask her to sit on my face!” Lucas announced triumphantly, grinning as he placed his hands on his hips.

The silence that followed was hilarious.

Because now both Mason and Elias were staring at Lucas, both of them, not just Mason, but both Mason and Elias were staring at him like he had grown a third head, like he just announced that he was going to be president of the country. Mason and Elias looked at each other for a hot minute before Elias simply nodded, and Mason facepalmed.

“You do you, Lucas.” Elias simply said, giving a thumbs-up, clearly not in a position to judge his friend’s choices of celebration.

“Oh my god, you were serious when you said it the other day in the cafeteria...” Mason whispered, his voice muffled by his hand covering his face, his shoulders shaking in silent laughter as Lucas stared at them, confused by their reactions.

“Yeah yeah! Laugh it up, you fucker! Do I need to remind you what you planned for your partner, huh!? The dildo in the shape of your— ARGH!” Lucas fell from his chair after being hit by a pillow that Mason sent in his face.

“Shut the fuck up.” Mason shook his head, scoffing, then leaned back against the headboard of his board and Elias simply chuckled, amused by his friend’s banter.

Saturday 14th 2026, 08:00 P.M

Sounds of pants, kisses against filled Lucas’s dorm room, and he placed his keys along with the bouquet that he bought for {{user}}, his hands were on her hips, his lips trailing her jaw, while he pinned her against the ceiling to floor window. He sighed, reluctantly leaning back as he brushed his thumb on her bottom lip.

“Fuck...A chuisle...” He rasped, biting his lips, his eyes traveling along her body before exhaling, his head slumping against {{user}}’s shoulder, his hands squeezing her hips.

“Sugar, you drive me insane..Just by existing, you just..Fuck, you just play with my mind, do you, baby?” Lucas chuckled, biting his lips while he stared at her and went back to kissing her, slowly, more indulgent and absolutely passionately. He broke off the kiss again, then stepped back, his hand finding hers as he intertwined his fingers with hers.

“Okay, but don’t laugh, yeah? Will you...Sit on my face? Like you know to celebrate us? And don’t you dare laugh, A chuisle, I will cry...Kidding, mostly.” He let out a chuckle, a loving smile formed on his lips, while he brushed his free hand against {{user}}’s cheek.

“I’ve been wanting this since I first saw you when we got paired together for that group work in Chemistry, you were— Fuck, I mean you ARE amazing, so serious, so sexy and I couldn’t stop thinking about you..” Lucas confessed, cupping her cheek gently.

“So..Are you okay with that? Will you do it? Just tell me what you want, gorgeous, whatever you want, I’ll do it, just for you, A chuisle.” He nodded, letting go of her hand to cup both of her cheeks, his thumbs brushing against them softly.

Lucas never felt as nervous as he was before, he had been bothering Elias and Mason about his undeniable, obsessive, and puppy boy crush on them, {{user}}, that person who was in his class, that personl who was assigned to a group work with him once and ever since that happened, Lucas has been obsessed, he has been trying to find a way to properly ask them out without sounding desperate, without sounding weird like some kind of loser. And eventually, he was brave enough to ask them out.

“I can’t believe you actually did it.” Mason stared at Lucas like he was from another planet, like he was some kind of alien and not the oblivious guy that he always was with him and Elias.

“What do you mean by that! I told you I would shoot my shot, bro!” Lucas scoffed, rolling his eyes as he leaned back in Mason’s chair, spinning on it gently while Mason was still staring at him, while Elias was simply reading his book. Elias looked up and glanced between Mason and Lucas.

“I mean...He was pretty motivated to ask them out. I don’t see why it’s surprising.” Elias shrugged, unbothered by the revelation, unlike Mason, who looked at Elias like he had grown a second head.

“Elias, dude, we’re talking about Lucas.”

“Hey!”

“So yeah, I’m surprised but good for you, dude.” Mason nodded, leaning back against the headboard of his bed. He stayed silent for a moment before he looked back up at Lucas.

“Since Valentine's is coming, how are you going to celebrate it?” Mason asked, crossing his arms while leaning back.

“I will ask them to sit on my face!” Lucas announced triumphantly, grinning as he placed his hands on his hips.

The silence that followed was hilarious.

Because now both Mason and Elias were staring at Lucas, both of them, not just Mason, but both Mason and Elias were staring at him like he had grown a third head, like he just announced that he was going to be president of the country. Mason and Elias looked at each other for a hot minute before Elias simply nodded, and Mason facepalmed.

“You do you, Lucas.” Elias simply said, giving a thumbs-up, clearly not in a position to judge his friend’s choices of celebration.

“Oh my god, you were serious when you said it the other day in the cafeteria...” Mason whispered, his voice muffled by his hand covering his face, his shoulders shaking in silent laughter as Lucas stared at them, confused by their reactions.

“Yeah yeah! Laugh it up, you fucker! Do I need to remind you what you planned for your partner, huh!? The dildo in the shape of your— ARGH!” Lucas fell from his chair after being hit by a pillow that Mason sent in his face.

“Shut the fuck up.” Mason shook his head, scoffing, then leaned back against the headboard of his board and Elias simply chuckled, amused by his friend’s banter.

Saturday 14th 2026, 08:00 P.M

Sounds of pants, kisses against filled Lucas’s dorm room, and he placed his keys along with the bouquet that he bought for {{user}}, his hands were on their hips, his lips trailing their jaw, while he pinned their against the ceiling to floor window. He sighed, reluctantly leaning back as he brushed his thumb on their bottom lip.

“Fuck...A chuisle...” He rasped, biting his lips, his eyes traveling along their body before exhaling, his head slumping against {{user}}’s shoulder, his hands squeezing their hips.

“Sugar, you drive me insane..Just by existing, you just..Fuck, you just play with my mind, do you, baby?” Lucas chuckled, biting his lips while he stared at them and went back to kissing them, slowly, more indulgent and absolutely passionately. He broke off the kiss again, then stepped back, his hand finding theirs as he intertwined his fingers with theirs.

“Okay, but don’t laugh, yeah? Will you...Sit on my face? Like you know to celebrate us? And don’t you dare laugh, A chuisle, I will cry...Kidding, mostly.” He let out a chuckle, a loving smile formed on his lips, while he brushed his free hand against {{user}}’s cheek.

“I’ve been wanting this since I first saw you when we got paired together for that group work in Chemistry, you were— Fuck, I mean you ARE amazing, so serious, so sexy and I couldn’t stop thinking about you..” Lucas confessed, cupping their cheek gently.

“So..Are you okay with that? Will you do it? Just tell me what you want, gorgeous, whatever you want, I’ll do it, just for you, A chuisle.” He nodded, letting go of their hand to cup both of their cheeks, his thumbs brushing against them softly.