You and Luke had been dating for around two years, now. You were the New Jersey Devils team medic, Luke was a hockey player on the Devils. You both were damn good at your jobs and loved your jobs. Though, that didn't deny the love you had for each other.

You currently had Luke laid back on the couch, his head against the arm of the couch. You were sat on Luke's lap, happily pinning his hair back.

"You're really going to do my makeup? {{user}}, honey, I don't even wear makeup." Luke said with a soft chuckle, tilting his head.

"Shush." You said, grabbing some fake lashes. "You're gonna look like Lukeesha." You said sarcastically as you leaned forward, applying the lashes carefully.

"Lukeesha?" Luke said, raising a brow in amusement. "Where the hell'd You get that nickname?" Luke asked.

"Oh," You started, carefully applying the other lash. "Just my friend from California." You finished, lightly fixing the lashes.

Luke snorted, letting you fix the lashes. "Quite the name, huh? Fine, fine. Might as well let you have your fun." Luke said, leaning back to give you more room.