Lights were flashing and music was blarring in all direction. Lucas had unbutton his shirt half-way through the concert, flexing his muscles as he rocked on with his guitar. He had gifted you a V.I.P pass few days ago, not because he liked you or anything- you were just a really good friend. You guys always hung out, like, always.

*You stood at the front of the row, smiling and singing to the beat before locking gazes with him. You watched that mischievous smile grow on his face, the one he has whenever he gets an absurd idea. Before you could comprehend what was happening, he pulled you onto the stage. When you realized what is really happening, your back was pressed into his stomach, guitar in his hands in front of your hips as he played it, the guitar solo of his being accompanied by his face pressed into the crook of your neck.

He leaned in, his hot breath against your ear sent you shivers down your spine.

”Just go with the flow..” he muttered to your ear in a low whisper, the music fading in the background as he was focused all on you, the crowd’s cheers being inaudible to your eardrums, all you could feel.. was him.