forum Trouble in Paradise [Private RP — Closed]

Started January 21, 2019 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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Ashley hummed and leaned over to kiss him softly. “I’ll see you later. Let me know when you get out of class?”

Lucas kissed her back before pulling away.

“I will,” he nodded, caressing her cheek softly. “Unless you get out before I do.”

“Well, you’ll still have to let me know. What if I’m changing when you get home?” Ashley chuckled, using the phrase she had so many times before they moved in together.

Lucas laughed, remembering the time he barged in on her when she was in her room. She got startled and used that phrase, even when her father came in without knocking.

“Well, no worries,” he said instead, winking. “It’s not like I’ll be seeing anything I haven’t before.”

Ashley rolled her eyes with a light laugh. “Honestly, I might just lay around in my underwear anyway,” she joked sticking her tongue out at him.

Lucas turned a little pink before shaking his head.

“You do that and I guarantee you, we won’t be coming out of our room in a long time,” he said in a threatening voice. “See you then, Ash!”

Ashley blinked a few times, her cheeks reddening at the sudden statement. He’d caught her off guard with it, which was the main reason she was blushing.

“Wait, Luca! You can’t just say something like that and walk away!” she exclaimed as she stumbled out of the car.

Lucas laughed and waved goodbye at Ashley, winking at her. Most of the times, it was Ashley teasing him, so he felt good being the one to cause her to blush.

“Why don’t you catch up to me, then, love?”

“Rude,” Ashley called, though she was laughing as she hurried to catch up to him. “Maybe I’ll just lock myself in the bathroom if you’re going to play this way.”

Lucas scoffed.

“Right, assuming I would let you,” he grinned at her playfully. “And besides, why would you torture yourself just to take revenge on me?”

“Who said it would be torture?” Ashley jokes as she caught up to him. “Okay, now you owe me for what you said back there. C’mon, pay up, babe.”

Lucas looked at her with an eyebrow raised.

“With what?” He raised an eyebrow, although he had inkling feeling as to what his girlfriend wanted.

Ashley chuckled and grinned at him. She stopped, holding onto his arm so that he would, too, and puckered her lips playfully.

Lucas laughed and dipped his head to press his lips against Ashley’s.

“Am I forgiven now, girlfriend?”

Ashley hummed and pulled him back. After another moment, she released him, smiling.

“Yes, boyfriend. Now you are forgiven,” she chuckled. “C’mon. Let’s get to class.”

(Time skip!)

By the time school finished, Lucas was deeply frustrated. He'd worked so hard to finish his performance flawlessly, and he tripped. He tripped and ruined everything he worked hard for. That A he was looking forward to turned into a B.

It probably was a bad idea to drive his car back home, but Lucas didn't care. Once he reached his apartment, he jammed his keys into the keyhole, opened the door, walked inside and slammed it shut.

Ashley jumped at the sound of the door slamming shut and sighed heavily. She had started to get a headache during her class after lunch, and it had slowly gotten worse throughout the day. And now she couldn’t figure out the answer to one of her problems, no matter what she tried, and it was driving her insane.

“Could you please not slam the door, Lucas? I’m trying to think and not die from my headache over here,” she called from the couch.

Lucas scowled and hug his keys on the wall.

"Right, my bad," he muttered under his breath, taking off his shoes and socks without bothering to arrange them properly. He walked into the kitchen, and with the scowl still present on his features, opened the fridge to get out the bottle of orange juice. He poured himself a glass and drank it before sighing loudly and setting it in the sink. He should have asked Ashley how she was, but at that moment, he was too furious with himself.

Ashley sighed and rubbed at her head before going back to her homework. The numbers and letters swam before her eyes, and she decided then that it was probably a good idea to stop. If she didn’t, she would just throw up or something.

Closing her book, she set in on the couch beside her and made her way to the kitchen. She avoided meeting Lucas’s gaze as she opened the cupboard by the fridge for some ibuprofen. After looking around for a moment, she closed it slowly.

“We need more ibuprofen… If you need me, I’m going to be in our room,” she murmured, turning to leave.

Lucas furrowed his eyebrows and grabbed her wrist, making sure it wasn't tight enough to hurt her. As angry as he was, he couldn't bring himself to ignore his girlfriend when she wasn't feeling well.

"I'm sorry," he said softly. "I'll go get you some Ibuprofen. You drink some water. I'll be right back, all right?"

Ashley closed her eyes with a sigh, nodding slowly. Even the tiny movement of her head made it hurt, and she rubbed at her temples, trying to get it to stop.

"All right. Thank you, Luke. And… I hope whatever's on your mind gets smoothed over soon," she murmured, her voice low so as to not aggravate her headache further.

Lucas reached up to gently massage Ashley's head, pressing lightly with his thumb, hoping to dull the pain somehow.

He pulled her close and slowly lifted her up in his arms before walking towards their bedroom and setting her on the bed lightly. He kissed her forehead softly before pulling away.

"I'll be right back," he murmured. "Rest."

Without waiting for her reply, Lucas walked out. He put his shoes back on and grabbed his keys before walking out of the house and locking the door behind him. He quickly reached the pharmacy, bought the ibuprofen, and drove straight home, hoping Ashley was all right.

Ashley heard the door open from where she was curled up in bed. She shifted a little so she could watch the door, unwilling to move. Her headache was still being a throbbing menace, but she was trying to ignore it. Like that would work…

Lucas poured a glass of water and with the bag of ibuprofen hanging on his arm, he made his way towards the bedroom, opening the door slowly.

He walked over to Ashley and set the glass on the table before taking the medicine out, opening it and handing it to Ashley.

"Here," he said softly.

Ashley gave Lucas a small smile as she took the glass and pills from him. "Thanks," she said softly before swallowing them with a gulp of water. "You're the best."