THE FIC

Playlist (The songs I chose for Chapter Titles)

Further Listening Playlist (What do rehearsals sound like?)

Fanart

Group shots!

Individual shots + photographer’s comments

The post that started it all

Beyond The Stage

Rankings:

By level of Raw Talent

By People Skills

AU of an AU:

Uniformed (What if Pearce knew Everett from SSB?)

Kind notes

1. 💜

the long awaited redesign of pearce!!!

omg he needed a redesign BADLY bc that soup bowl of a hat and his clothes being in orange/green was such a horrible choice 😭

Her title card lmaoo. She's good at her job

pairing: luke x f! reader (reader is rosa and is living together with luke) read artem's (more pairings soon!)

synopsis: it's 2 a.m., he just came home from a long day (and night, considering it's the next day now) ready to hit the hay, but you're already sleeping beyond waking.

He could just pick the lock. But dialing her number was much easier to do by his already burned-out mind, even if it's already been done 20+ times by now and always ended up as a missed call.

Maybe he should just spend the night here. You see, it's not like he's out on the street; he's just stranded inside the antique shop. Not bad for someone locked out of his own home, right?

He took a seat at his workstation sluggishly.

Luke remembered the day around two weeks ago when he gave (y/n) the keys to the antique shop and the apartment. Maybe he was that nervous facing the fact that his girlfriend has officially moved in with him until he didn't realize that the antique shop key he gave her was a duplicate, while the apartment key was the only one he had.

Luke chuckles at the thought. Certain that it's his (y/n) who locked him out made he eased up a little. At least she was home, not working overtime on a case or some NXX investigation. The thought of her already sleeping soundly was just calming for him. And most importantly, she is safe. After all those years of only wondering what she was up to, being able to actually know that she is okay was bliss for Luke.

And to see this locked-out moment on the brighter side, this was how things could be when you have someone else in your household, fun little accidents. Well, maybe not really fun since he's physically exhausted and mentally drained, so just 'little accidents' it is. And considering that only the universe knows when (y/n) would wake up and open the door plus how his state of mind will perceive one minute of waiting as a lifetime of longing, this kind of accident wasn't small. It's just...accident.

Luke shifted his seat on his chair. "Has this chair been this rock-hard?", Luke gave it a pat. "Be kind to my back, just this night."

But it was his apartment door who was kind. Although the kindness came in form of a sudden swing that wasn't very kind to itself.

"Luke?"

Luke jolted from his seat. His sight caught (y/n)'s distressed one, quickly turning into a relieved one followed by an apologetic rambling.

"Luke, are you okay? Were you locked out? You didn't have the keys with you, did you? I am so so so sorry, I was having a long day at the law firm! Oh my god, you must have a long day too, right? And here I am locking you out! How long have you been waiting? Were you sleeping on the chair? It must not be very comfortable! I am so sorry, Luke!"

The combination of relief upon seeing the apartment door open and how cute (y/n)'s puffy face gave him the power to move and put a smile on his face. "It's okay, (y/n). I waited quite some time, but you don't need to worry. I'm sorry for waking you up too."

"No, no!" (y/n) pouted, rubbing her sleepy eyes. "I should have waited for you, or just locked the shop's door instead of the apartment's," the sight of Luke's tired face further hit (y/n) face with regret. "I'm so sorry Luke! Let's get inside, shall we?"

Maybe because she was still dazed from her sleep, (y/n) hugged Luke's torso comfortably, dragging him into the apartment. To frankly say, they were still awkward with clearly affectionate physical touches like this, but now it seemed like only Luke is stiff as a board at the scene. All his fatigue was replaced by heartbeats thumping to his ear and red creeping to his cheeks.

(y/n) on the other hand, was clinging to Luke, ridden with guilt. She knows how tired Luke would be considering his job, but she had the audacity to fall asleep without making sure when Luke was going to come home. Especially when she realized she was the one with the key, oh wasn't that just dumb?

(y/n) tightened her hug. As she slowly woke up, she realized that this is the first time they were being this close. She should be nervous, shouldn't she? Oh well, that can be ignored; this is one form of apology she could give for now.

"Wanna have lunch together after you have a rest? I'll come home during lunch hours. Consider it my apology."

"Sure." Luke ruffled her hair, returning her gesture. "Let's just sleep for now, shall we?"

"Only after you clean up first. The sheet's only a week old. A quick one will do."

"Care to join?"

Pretty sure both of them are fully awake by what he just said.

a/n

Hello! Thank you for reading this fic! This is my first time writing after a loooonggg time of only writing for academic purposes. And because of that, I don't really bother to do any proofreading as I am very excited to publish this so pardon the typos and grammatical errors!

I also want to mention some things relating to the fic:

Here the reader is Rosa but I still use (y/n) as Rosa is only her nickname. Of course Luke will call her by her real name right?

I feel like the characters might be OOC but couldn't exactly pinpoint in which part. Kindly help me out with that if you felt like that too!

As written above, other pairings are coming soon. Luke seemed to be easier to make the scenario for, so he's my warm-up!

Thank you for reading this fic. I apologize if this isn't good enough, but I hope you still like this and it would be great if you're willing to give some constructive criticism!

Have a nice day, don't forget to drink your water!