forum Trouble in Paradise [Private RP — Closed]

Started January 21, 2019 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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"Shower it is, then," Lucas murmured before grabbing the back of his shirt and pulling it over his head.

Ashley let her eyes flicker to her boyfriend as she momentarily forgot about brushing her teeth. She blinked and finished what she was doing, then turned to him with a small smile.

“Babe… Have I ever told you how attractive you are?” she asked innocently, grinning over at him

Lucas looked at Ashley for a few seconds before his cheeks flared up. He immediately covered his face and turned around.

"You… stop that, Ash," he groaned, bending down to hide his face.

“What?” Ashley laughed, stepping closer to him. “Can I not voice my attraction to my hot boyfriend?”

“I never said that,” Lucas responded almost too quickly. “But you’re only doing that to tease me!”

“No! I just think you look really good right now,” Ashley said defensively, sighing. “I didn’t meant to tease, babe.”

Lucas stood up, his cheeks still pink.

“Well, are you going to…?” He trailed off, raising an eyebrow, deciding to tease her. “Or should I help?”

Ashley blinked a couple of times, her cheeks heating up at the same time she smirked a little. “I mean… If you wouldn’t mind…”

Lucas’s cheeks flames a little, but he didn’t give Ashley a chance as he walked together to her and tugged on her shirt.

(Skip? Lol.)

(Damn it!)

Lucas wrapped the towel around himself, breathless and exhausted. It took his everything to not claim Ashley right there and then, and his beautiful girlfriend did nothing to help.

“I hate you,” he grumbled, stepping out of the shower.

Ashkey chuckled softly and grabbed the other towel, wrapping it around herself as she stepped out.

“I have very strong evidence against that,” she teased with a pat on her belly. She couldn’t wait until she started to show. Right now, she just looked like her normal self, if a little more tired than usual.

Lucas groaned.

“You’re going to kill me one day,” he muttered under his breath.

Ashley gasped in feigned offense. “Babe, no! I would never kill you!” she exclaimed, trying not to laugh.

"You might not," he started, looking at her from head to toe. "But your body might."

Ashley coughed, blushing deeper than usual at his blatant checking-out of her. “R-right. Of course.”

Lucas grinned with his eyes closed.

"Well, I suppose we should put some clothes on now. I've got like, twenty minutes to get to college."

“Oh, yeah. I forgot about classes for a while,” Ashley chuckled softly, moving so she could step out the door and into their room. “I might go later, but I’m still feeling sorta woozy…”

"Please don't go," Lucas shook his head, following after Ashley. "What if you start feeling worse?"

Ashley sighed and turned back to face him, giving him a slightly tired look.

“I’m not saying that I’m for sure going, but if I feel better then I might,” she explained. “That’s all, okay?”

Lucas bit his lower lip, running his fingers through his wet hair. He knew he was being a little too protective, but he couldn't help himself.

"All right," he said, walking past her to get to his closet. He took out a shirt, shorts and some jeans. He put the shirt on first before dropping the towel tied around his waist. The rest of the clothes followed after.

Once he was done, he turned to give Ashley what he hoped was a convincing smile.

"I'll leave early," he said to her. "Text me if you decide to attend other classes."

Ashley had just finished dressing in a set of comfy, light pink pajamas when Lucas spoke. She glanced over at him, adjusting the strap her tank top.

“Oh… Sure, okay,” she said softly. “I’ll see you later, then…”

Lucas exited the apart shortly afterward, sighing deeply. He still had about ten minutes, so he brought the engine to life to drive off.

Ever since Ashley got pregnant, Lucas couldn't deny things had become a little… tense(?) between them. He was gradually becoming too childish and obsessive, protective beyond necessary.

"Well, whatever…" he muttered, shaking his head.

(What now? Whatever it is…

NOT IT)

(Aw, man… But it’s my birthday… 😰
Lol. Um… Maybe there’s a bit of tension when he comes home? Stress or something?)

Ashley sighed heavily and laid back on the bed. She hadn’t meant to snap at him like she had. Her emotions just seems all out of wack lately, not that that was an excuse. She still should have tried to be more patient with him…

(Sounds good! :D)

When college ended, Lucas entered his house, took off his shoes and put them neatly in the side, despite his urge to kick something.

College… hadn't gone exactly as Lucas would have liked to. He messed up real bad, and he lost his chance. He was furious at himself. He'd been too caught up with the stress of his pregnant girlfriend that he completely screwed up his chance at earning himself a place in that team.

He'd worked hard for it, but it seemed to be pointless.

Lucas didn't bother announcing his arrival. He merely stalked to the kitchen, pulled out a carton of grape juice, poured it into a glass and took a gulp of it.