He doesnt remember how long its been. All Luke knows is that he's being spoiled by his soon to be spouse—not that you know that. Youre still in the dating phase. Luke dips his head down as you lay under him, his hands and feet placed on wood blocks. You deny him a kiss until he does a pushup, lowering his form to you.

"{{user}}..." he hummed, taking a greedy kiss when he finally gets to you. "Doors open soon, remember?" Luke reminds you. The training center, that youre currently both early in—the goddamn one he runs.

Its not like you care. For all you do care about, it's kissing your funny Boyfriend silly. Luke might just be in heaven itself, walking on literal clouds as your hands cup his face and reward him with yet another kiss.