#modern lucerys

Aegon loves celebrations that allow him to drink until he's unconscious. Targaryen’s Christmas is a family tradition that he doesn't dare to miss, especially since he doesn't want his mother's complaint the next day, or the other days it takes for him to answer the call or listen to the 2 minute audio she sent him. New year is his moment. He could be at a big party with his friends or somewhere out in the open filled with people, drinks and fun. The midnight kiss is one of the few traditions that he strictly follows, usually he only needs to approach you with a sideways smile and a seductive look, but sometimes he is more daring and snakes his waist to lure you into the trap of the beautiful violet eyes he sports. He doesn't mind kissing someone unknow — after a few shots of vodka everyone is the same — as long as you smile consciously back it's game over, his lips are on yours in an intense, delicious kiss that knocks the breath out of your eyes. lungs. But if Aegon knows you, he'll let a goofy smile flicker across his handsome face before slowly approaching.

“Happy New Year, baby,” he whispers into your lips.

“Happy New Year, Aeg.”

Aemond is not opposed to family Christmas, even though he is not in the mood to fraternize with his parents he will not be absent from the gathering entirely. It's a tradition, a happy moment, even if he might leave the hall at some point in the evening. Already in the new year he can spend it with his family and bring you with him, or, go to some discreet social with people from his bubble. The midnight kiss is something he likes to do, but it wouldn't happen to a unknow, not on his part, he wouldn't sneak onto a stranger's lips on his own. But if you look at him seductively with a persuasive smile and show interest, it might just happen. If he has feelings for you it will be even easier. Aemond does not like an audience as long as he allows himself such intimacy, but he will not care what his family or the people around him will say, however, if he has the chance to be in a private place he will prefer it. Before kissing you, he will look at you intensely, face to face with you. You know what's about to happen when his hand rests on your cheek and a sweet kiss is shared between you.

“Happy New Year, Aem.”

“Happy New Year, dear.”

Jace loves spending the holidays with his family. His eyes fill up when he sees the house full during Christmas and New Year, it's so good and happy. Much like Aemond, Jace could take you to spend the new year with his family or at some point in the dawn sneak you out to some busy place. Initially he would be a little embarrassed to kiss you in front of his parents if you weren't already an established couple, but he can't get away from tradition and he can't get away from you, so he approaches you slowly but firmly, holding your hands tightly, a sweet look and a closed-lipped smile during the count. You get the message and smile eagerly. He cups your face with one hand and captures your lips at exactly midnight, trying to ignore the emotional sounds his family makes upon seeing the scene. It's nothing over the top or cinematic, maybe it's a little plain, but he's firm and soft throughout the kiss. He smiles cheerfully and leans his forehead against yours.

“Happy New Year, Jace.”

"Happy New Year Love."

Luke is a sweet pup. He spends every holiday with his family and it wouldn't be any different on New Year. He's Rhaenyra's baby and that’s why she can't hide her smile when he considers the possibility of taking a friend to celebrate the arrival of another year with his parents. He doesn't need to tell you how he feels when his big eyes get shy and nervous around you. But there is one barrier, a big and horrible one, that prevents him from kissing you at midnight: his family. Never, ever, under any circumstances would Luke kiss you in front of his parents, that's why the midnight kiss doesn't happen exactly at midnight (only if he sneaks in a place away from the presence of the others). He would invite you outside for a "watch the fun". He would be super nervous, like, nervous as hell and would smile sheepishly at you before taking your hand. He presses his lips to yours briefly at first, before pulling back to watch your reaction. Seeing the sweet smile you flash, Luke feels more confident and kisses you with his hands still in yours.

“Happy new year, Luke.”

“H-happy new year.”

Helaena sat next to Jacaerys on his couch, they were both in sweatpants, and a movie she wasn’t really paying attention to was playing on the TV.

“Again, thanks for coming over, Helaena, I really appreciate it. Not many people would give us their weekend like this.” Jacaerys said. His German Shepherd Vermax laid with his head on her Great Pyrenees, Dreamfyre’s side, both dogs sleeping soundly. Vermax snored and Jacaerys laughed, making a comment about Vermax being a loud sleeper.

“Of course, what are neighbors for?” She said, taking a piece of popcorn from the bowl in his lap and popping it in her mouth.

He elbowed her, smiling, “what are friends for, you mean. I think we’re way past the neighbor status.”

“You’re right.” She laughed; glad it was dark in his living room because the sly smile he gave her made her cheeks flush.

Jacearys’ phone buzzed, and he glanced at it before flipping it over.

“Everything alright?” Concern colored her voice; she had a sinking feeling she knew who was texting him.

Jacaerys sighed and spread his arms out on the couch behind them, his arm not yet touching her shoulders, but close. “Sarah’s drunk and she’s horny.”

Helaena bit her tongue.

“Guess Dale isn’t doing the job she hoped.” He scoffed, angrily shoving popcorn in his mouth.

“Who’s Dale?” She asked innocently, though her blood boiled.

“He’s this dick that she cheated on me with, claims he fucks better than me.” He mumbled, red tinting his cheeks.

“Oh…Well, that’s not a nice thing to say.”

Jacaerys wouldn’t meet her eyes and instead reached for his beer, taking a swig of it. “Well, Sarah isn’t a very nice person, so I’m not surprised.”

“You should just block her.” The words tumble out before she can stop them. “I mean—that’s always what Alyra tells me to do.”

Jacaerys sighs and rests his head on her shoulder. “I should, but… I don’t know, it’s hard.”

Didn’t she know it? She’d been trying to squash her feelings for ages.

“I understand, it makes me sad, though, that you let her get away with saying all those cruel things to you.” Her hand finds it way into his hair, and she lightly begins running her fingers through it.

“I know, and I never want you to be sad, you’re my little happy flower.” She could hear the smile in his voice. She’d bought him one of those solar-powered plastic flowers that sways in the sun for his desk.

“That’s so cringy.” She groaned, trying to downplay how much his affectionate nickname meant to her.

He suddenly pulled her into a hug, launching himself backwards so that she was on top of him, his face buried in her neck. His fingers began scurrying up her sides, and she started to laugh. He tickled her until she pushed away, begging him to stop with tears of laughter in her eyes.

She caught her breath as he looked up at her, his hands settled on her hips. “You’re so pretty, Helaena, you know that?” He reached up to brush a lock of her hair behind her ear. “My pretty flower.”

She had to get off him before she did something stupid. “I think you’re just drunk.” She said, moving off him and back to her own couch cushion.

He sat up as well. “Come on, you know I think you’re beautiful, everyone does. It’s just a fact of life.”

She knew he was just being sweet, but with his flushed face, and the position she was just in, it was too much for her. “You’re sweet.” She stood, then leaned down to pet Dreamfyre, who awoke at her touch. “Come on, sweet girl, it’s time to go to bed.”

Jacaerys stood, his sock covered feet padding along the hardwood. “Helaena, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, I’m sorry.”

She turned back to him and gave him a reassuring smile. “You didn’t, I just remembered I have a meeting tomorrow morning, so I need to be in a bit early.”

He walked her to his door, an unsure look on his face.

She stopped and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. “Seriously, you did nothing wrong. Thanks for having us over.”

Finally, he smiled, his hand looped around Vermax’s collar to prevent him from following them out. “Anytime. Vermax really likes having Dreamfyre around.”

Helaena smiled back and waved, heading to her own apartment.

Once inside she got ready for bed and pulled out her phone, a photo of Aemond holding an award had been posted last night. She liked it, then reposted it, congratulating him in her caption. She looked at the clock it was late, way too late for her to be up rethinking ever interaction she had with Jacaerys, so she patted the bed and Dreamfyre jumped up snuggling next to her, and she fell asleep.

She walked into her office clutching a coffee cup and was surprised to see Aegon seated in her desk chair. “Aegon? Since when are you here early?”

Aegon stood, an exaggerated frown on his face. “Good morning to you too, dear sister, I’m doing well, how about you?”

She took her seat and set down her coffee. “Good morning, Aegon, can I help you with something?”

“Can’t I just want to have a chat with my sister?” He said, shuffling until he was laying on her couch.

“Didn’t you say my psychology degree was a waste of time?” She reminded him, logging into her computer.

“That was a hurtful thing to say, I will admit.” He glanced at her and sighed. “I had a dream about our father last night.”

This piqued her interested. “A dream, or a nightmare?”

“Little of both, it starts at the park. Remember how he used to take us to the park all the time?”

“You mean when he would use taking us to the park as an excuse to bet and collect money without mom knowing?” She’d talked a lot about their father in therapy, probably more than Aegon has talked about their father to other people his entire life.

“Yeah, that…” He shifts, and his eyes focus on the ceiling. “We’re in the park, and dad is there for some weird reason.”

They always referred to Criston as dad and Jason, their biological father, as father.

“Dad is there, and he’s yelling something to me, but I can’t hear him, then father comes up and tells me to stay where I am, because he’s just going to grab a drink from the vending machine.” Aegon falls quiet, and Helaena gets up and gently closes the door to her office.

“He’s gone, I can’t hear what dad’s saying, but he looks really scared, and I try to run to him, but my feet won’t move.”

Helaena knows what’s coming next, their nightmares always follow the same pattern.

Then shots ring out and father’s body is at my feet, and I can’t stop the bleeding, I’m panicking and then I wake up. I gave Sunfyre one hell of a scare, shooting up like that. Scared him so bad he slept on top of me for the rest of the night.”

Helaena often wondered if Sunfyre was an emotional support dog in another life. She doubted her brother would still be alive if Sunfyre had never come into his life.

“That sounds scary, you know with grandfather showing up two weeks ago and with the anniversary of father’s death coming up it’s only natural that memories start to come back and haunt us.”

Aegon sat up and rubbed at his eyes. “Shit, what are we going to do about his anniversary, mom is always in a bad mood that day, even if she tries to hide it.”

“I think dad was going to make her dinner, and then they were going to the sept, then he said he was going to treat her like a queen, which I didn’t ask for more details on.” She said, shuddering at the idea of her parents getting intimate.

“I’m so glad we moved out.” Aegon chuckled.

“Same, I don’t think Crone would have survived much long with all our dogs in her space.”

“Yeah, that cat is mean.” Aegon said, scrunching his nose. “She scratched me every time she saw me.”

“That’s because you would never stop trying to pet her.” Helaena laughed.

“Animals deserve pets, it’s a universally known rule.” Aegon protested, standing and making his way to her door. “And Helaena, thanks.”

“Anytime.” She said, smiling softly at him as she left, making his way around the corner to his own office.

Tag list: @nyctophilic0vitnir, @svtansdaddyx, @depressedperson88

A searing heat suffocated your body to the point of making your rest impossible. Few times in your life have you had a headache as bad as that one, so bad that it made you want to get hit and pass out — or just be able to go back to sleep again — but apparently there was no favorable condition for that to happen. Soon, your mind began to bombard your peace with questions, where were you anyway? Why was it so hot? Why were there two hands stretched out behind your back in opposite directions?

And most importantly, why were you the stuffing in Aegon and Jace's sandwich?

“What the fuck…”

Dropping to your knees without too much care, your eyes darted around the cheap motel room, taking in Aemond in the next bed sleeping face down in all his splendor. And that's where your memory betrayed you, because you didn't remember how you got there. In fact, you didn't remember shit, just flashes of last night.

"It's so good to be with you guys again," you said, cuddled sideways with Jace.

“Tonight has to be legendary!” Aegon exclaimed.

Sudden change of scenery to a car interior, and given that Aegon was driving the vehicle you assumed it was the outrageously expensive and tacky golden Ferrari called the Sunfyre.

“Why would we have a drinking contest at 7 P.M?” Jace asked with a frown.

“Because it's the only thing he can win,” Aemond replied prickly, in an incredibly calm tone.

“I don't miss so much how pretentious you’re, although that's not wrong,” you said.

“Fuck you all old bitches,” he complained.

"Anyway, let's think of something else to amuse ourselves with," suggested Jace.

“I don't need a lot of things when I'm with you guys,” you said, eliciting emotional sounds from the older Tagaryen and Velaryon, while Aemond let a shy smile escape.

Another change of scenery, this time in the penthouse of the luxury apartment they rented for the weekend in Long Beach. Although you didn't want to cost your friends so much, you can't say you didn't like the refined choice far from your reality, like promotional photos from a magazine.

“I could get used to this view,” your voice was sly as you confided to Aemond, admiring the night beach beside him.

“Me too,” he said.

“Wasn't that too expensive?” You asked worriedly, making him almost roll his eyes in amusement.

"A little, but that's beside the point."

"Cause the mama's boy always gets everything," quipped Aegon.

"What are you talking about? You ’re such a mama ’s boy too,” Jace objected when he joined you.

"The only-" Before Aemond could deliver lethal strokes of his sharp tongue against one of his kinsmen, you interjected with the only truth in existence about the three incredibly rich boys:

"Please, all of you’remama's boys, don't pretend to be condescending."

Another flash followed to a blurred backdrop, with blond figures in front of you and dark, curly locks below your hands. What caused such a blurred memory? Another flash of bright neon lights in red, yellow, and green, followed by more flashing lights and a blast of loud music. Everything went dark after that, no other memories. It wasn't possible... could it be...

It would be idiotic to agree to a contest aimed at heavy drinking when you used to drink a lot yourself. What the fuck did you three agree to any of Aegon's ideas? It was too much to digest, and it wasn't even halfway through, and then when your eyes fell on the watch Jacaerys wore and saw the alarming time, you began to shake both Targaryen and Velaryon from behind, calm at first and impatiently after seeing that neither of them answered.

"What it was?" The older one grumbled, followed by a sulky-pouting Jace glaring at you.

"It's late, we have to get out of here."

“The night it's a child, baby,” he replied sleepily, deep voice.

“It’s 4:15 P.M!” you exclaimed.

“WHAT? What the fuck happened?” asked Jace — one of the almost rare instances he used a curse word.

"I don't know, I don't remember anything."

"Me neither."

Turning to the opposite side, the blonde ignored the active dialogue and made little effort to open his eyes, going back to sleep. Getting out of bed, you walked over to Aemond and touched him carefully, being greeted by a grumpy “mm”.

“Why are you always so handsome when you sleep?” Your questioning rang out in an indignant tone, causing a stunned sound from him. “Wake up, Rapunzel, it's almost 4 o'clock."

"Morning?" He asked in a groggy voice, still on his stomach.

"No."

“What the fuck…”

“It has become a common question, apparently.”

"What do you mean?"

“Do you remember what happened?”

"… not a lot."

"Where are we?"

“…”

Your eyes rolled. Since none of the three stooges could collaborate in any way, and to escape the unbearable heat, you decided to leave the room and look for information, being lucky to find a chambermaid as soon as she pointed in the hallway, you quickly stopped her with the best politeness you possessed .

“Excuse me, good afternoon, can you tell me where we are? Regarding the neighborhood.”

Her features weren't the most pleasant, relying on unimpressed eyes, a pinched nose and gaping boredom as she glared at you.

“San Clemente.”

Your first reaction was surprise, followed by an almost snort at her less than sympathetic response.

“San Clemente?” There was a very present disbelief in your tone, almost unpleasant to hear.

“As you heard. Excuse me."

She didn't have time for another question, after all, how would she know how you got to San Clemente? But the main thing was: WHY WERE YOU IN SAN CLEMENTE? It’s like an hour from Long Beach. What the fuck is happening? Walking down the hall, you went to reception to look up information — gods, you reeked — and found a stiff, middle-aged man looking over some numbers in an old notebook. Your suspicions that the establishment wasn't luxurious were confirmed and you hated how you missed the rare privilege.

“Excuse me, good afternoon, I… yeah… I think I checked in yesterday with some friends-

“At dawn.”

“Oh…” you blurted out, “so… how much was the bill? Yeah… do you know if we arrived by uber or by car?”

“Uber. But if you killed someone along the way and the police came here, then it was a car,” he said seriously, yet calmly. A warning.

"What?"

“Your stupid blond friend's Ferrari is back there, we didn't leave it out front so nobody could steal it. He made that clear when he offered an extra amount.” Okay, that was a lot. “But that must be little for you rich people.”

“I'm not rich,” was all you said as you tried to reason, “and what other room are you talking about?”

“The one next to yours.”

"Left or right?"

"Left."

Seven hells.

“Do you know… how many were we last night?

"Five."

"… ok."

Your head was pounding too hard from the aggressive hangover to stay there, thanking him out of habit as he nearly ran back down the hall to get to the three stooges, even though your curiosity was nearly making you knock on the next door. Unlike when he had left, they were all visibly awake, with Aemond trying to connect to his cell phone's Wi-Fi or Internet package.

"Where did you go?"

“Searching for information, apparently we are in San Clemente.”

“What?” An exasperated chorus rang through the room.

“And apparently we rented the room next door too,” you added.

"For who?" Aemond asked

“I was hoping one of you could say.”

“Why didn't you knock on the door?” Aegon inquired this time.

“I don't know, maybe because I didn't want to wake up Norman Bates or whoever was next to me,” you justified.

"Don't be dramatic, it's not that bad," he countered, to be contradicted by a grumpier-than-usual Aemond:

"You've stayed in worse places, it's not big news."

"I can't believe you rubbed coke in my nose!" Jace complained to the older Targaryen, shifting focus while still on topic.

“What? I didn’t do that!" The blonde exclaimed.

“Of course you did, I remember!”

“If I don't remember, I didn't do it.”

“It wouldn't surprise me if it were true,” commented Aemond.

“Could you stop? Just for a fucking moment?” Aegon asked with a wrinkled nose.

“Funny is-“

“Oh hells would someone go with me in the next room to know who came with us? I just want out of here,” you said angry.

“Oh common it’s not like Hannibal Lecter is in the fucking room.” Aegon rolled his eyes, throwing himself onto the bed.

“Okay, fuck you.”

Storming out of the room, you mirrored the angry slamming of your door in the next room, not pausing until you heard a familiar voice sound from the other side. Okay, one more surprise for the day. You could promise yourself that you wouldn't put a drop of alcohol in your mouth again — not that it was difficult.

“Luke? What are you doing here?"

"It's a long story."

“Seven heavens,” you said before entering his room. “No idea why I drank so much last night.”

He frowned, confused, before answering:

"You didn't seem drunk yesterday, high maybe, most likely."

It was your turn to narrow your brows.

"What? I don’t use drugs."

“It seemed so. In fact, only Aegon and Aemond were reeking of alcohol when they got home.”

“Home? Did we go to your house?”

“Yeah, and you're lucky Mom and Daemon weren't home when you guys got there,” Luke said.

"I can't fucking believe we drove drunk or high or whatever, by Mother, we could have killed or killed someone!"

“Actually you took an uber.”

“And why is Sunfyre parked back there? Oh great I can't believe I called a car by a name..."

He was silent for a while, stiffening a bit before explaining: "Uh... well, Aegon asked to... take... take you to West Hollywood but it meant going to Long Beach and back, which I didn't do and I didn't-didn't want to. let you go without conscience.”

"Wait, so you drove an Aeg's car here?"

“Not only this far… and it's not like I had a choice, I tried to get you to stay but Aemond was sober enough to say he'd gouge out my eye if I touched him.”

It took considerable effort to ignore the headache and redo last night's script, all with a tired body and a broken memory. So… basically you four went from Long Beach to Rhaenyra and Daemon Targaryen's house and then… no, there's still a long way to go.

“When you said not only this far, what did you mean? Where are we going and why are we stopping here?”

“Each of you wanted to go somewhere, so-“

Firm knocks outside followed by a call of your name ended up interrupting Lucerys from his explanation, it was Jace's voice, you recognized, moving to let you in. Apparently he had the same reaction he did to seeing his little brother with dark circles under his eyes (just like you all did).

“Luke? What are you doing here?"

“He's telling me exactly that,” you replied. "By the way, Aegon's car is in the parking lot."

“What?? He's going to freak out!”

"I know. What are they talking about in the bedroom?”

"Aegon saw a taco bell nearby, we were thinking of getting something to eat before heading back." Jace answered.

“Apparently it's the only good decision we've made in the last few hours,” you grumbled. “We can go, but we still need to know what happened last night. Go call that fuckers.”

—————

So tell me, what happened last night?

This is a different approach than what I usually do, but I didn't want this moment (1K followers) to go unnoticed. As I told a mutual, I've had this account for a long time, but I never wrote to tumblr, it was only after about four years without writing frequently that I decided to be active here. Anyway, thank you for all the affection I've received from you, from the moots to the anons and followers, I really appreciate it all! Anyway, thank you my dears 💙💙

It all started when he slammed his backpack into your face. It was unintentional, obviously, he didn't see you bending down to pick up the headphones that had fallen next to his bag the moment class ended.

He wanted to sink back into his chair when he realized what had happened. Oh no, not you. You were beautiful, smart, friendly, and one of the few girls who didn't turn up your nose at him. He wasn't as popular and good with the girls as Jace was, although the older Velaryon always tried to integrate him into parties and events.

Even so, Luke was a sweet boy and he apologized right away, turning red as a tomato with his big blue eyes wide open.

At first you wanted to swear, but a small carefree smile played on your lips when you saw him nervous as hell. Lucerys Velaryon was a nice boy and far from being a jerk like the rest of them, so there was no reason to treat him badly over an accident.

Over the next few days he watches you for quick moments, whether in the classes you had together, in the cafeteria or in the hallways, Luke would always stop what he was doing to look at you discreetly.

However, it all came true when his eyes met your in the cafeteria, in the middle of your friends and still you sent him a kind smile.

Maybe he had a crush on you. But how was that possible? He didn't even know you.

Over the next few days he followed you on Instagram and Snapchat and consumed all of your feed, stories, and recent posts. He also sent request in discord and started some silly game with you. Oh, that made his heart flutter throughout the match.

You were sixteen just like him, but you'd kissed a boy before — it was awful. The only girls Luke ever came close to were Baela and Rhaena, but because they were his cousins and frequented his house.

When you talked to him at school he nearly had a heart attack and swore he could shut up his friends who gave him hell after you left. He blushed and had a goofy smile on his lips when you sat next to him during biology class.

You were nice, funny, beautiful and smart. He loved chatting with you or sending fun memes on Twitter.

He definitely had a crush on you.

You could see he was different, especially when he stole his gaze after the teacher turned to the board. He looked down with a shy and excited smile, allowing the generation of a hypothesis: maybe, the cute Lucerys Velaryon had a crush on you.

A feeling of satisfaction flooded your stomach, surprising you with the realization. He was nice, cute and cool. Maybe you misunderstood, maybe he wasn't shy and blushing for you. However, your fingers did not stop sending him a message calling him to the cinema this weekend.

His eyes widened at your message, hands shaking as he confirmed it with you. So it was a date?

Even if Aegon tried hard in your relationship, don't expect him to remember your birthday every year. It's almost inherent in him, the dude can't remember! And this isn't restricted to you, he's really bad at remembering birthdays in general, from personal birthdays to dating birthdays. However, it doesn't mean he'll spend the whole day in the dark as there are some ways for him to remember, such as: Alicent sending him a message to congratulate you (yes, she would remember) or he might see your stories/retweets/reblogs thanking your friends for the affection. He would automatically be nervous, but that also doesn't mean he didn't plan anything. He actually bought a cute present when he remembered that your day was coming, but totally forgot when it arrived. He would text you right away, or, if he was near you, he would hug you like a bear and shower you with kisses. He'd take you somewhere nice and stop by his apartment on the way back, handing you your gift and some really good sex.

Aemond would never forget your birthday (or any other important occasion). He doesn't need reminders to memorize your day, his mind is reliable enough that he would text you as soon as he woke up, or if he was awake at 00:00. If he was by your side when you woke up, he would hug you strong and leave gentle kisses on your cheek. Though he maintained a stony surface, your boyfriend loved to be cuddled and on your birthday he would be more than happy to repay your affection with an amazing gift and dinner at a really fancy place. Aemond spares no expense to make you happy, whatever you want, whenever you want, if you want. It may happen that you don't like to celebrate and he will understand, since he himself is not a party person. But if you want to enjoy it during the day, it's game (especially at night). Special days sex is always the best it can be, and he makes answering worth it.

Jace would hate himself if he forgot your birthday. It can happen, although it is rare. He would put some reminder near the time he usually wakes up to talk to you — if you're not next to him. Usually he prefers to spend the night with you to be the first to congratulate you the next day or at dawn. He gets really excited about your birthday and loves to make something special, however it depends of you. If you like celebrations, Jace will make a big surprise with cake, balls and your friends, if you're more restrained or just don't like parties he'll buy a cupcake with a candle and a cute present. You couldn't blame him for undermining you as he gets all cute by your side while hugging you and keeping your body close. He might be a clingy pup addicted to making you happy on your day, but again, nothing that's unwanted. The night can be really spicy — if you know what I mean, and he'll probably do something romantic about it.

Luke would set an alarm at 00:00 to send you a message filled with cute emojis. He has a good memory and likes birthdays, so when your day comes it's adorable how he wants to see you happy so he'll do whatever it takes to make your day special. A gift was in his hands when you met, before he placed a soft, lovely kiss on your lips. He would probably take you somewhere to spend the day, like a date, and would obviously attend or organize a surprise for you, with cake and cute birthday decorations. He spends the whole day by your side and before saying goodbye, he gives you a delicate necklace with the initial of your name — he’s such a sweetheart. Luke maintains a shy smile as he places the pendant around your neck, giving you a short goodbye kiss before heading home.