LIVE

[1:23 PM] - LUKE PEARCE

Luke really didn’t think through letting you fix his board with him. Of course Luke can never really think anything through when you’re involved, but he still manages to be surprised by just how much trouble he can get himself into.

The sunlight casting over your face as you concentrate on lifting the board so he can check the truck axle for any damage has his breath hitching in his throat, and there’s only so much self control he really has before his hand impulsively twitches towards his pocket. This really isn’t the time or the place, but just the knowledge of the ring nestled inside has him feeling settled enough to look up at you again.

“You know for someone who has never skateboarded before, you sure are good at helping me fix my own board.” You scoff and he can barely smother the grin edging onto his face.

“Yeah sure, because holding a piece of wood in place is something only skateboarding experts can do.” He thinks he missed this most of all. Just talking to you, getting to ask about your day or seeing the crinkles on the corners of your eyes when you smile as you talk. The way your voice lilts as you speak, all of these things are what makes you, you. And there was only so much imagining he could do, all alone, before he started to miss seeing you in action.

“Tony Hawk only wishes he could be you~” he practically coos at you, leaning over the board to get closer as you throw your head back and laugh. He basks in the sound, something so quintessentially you, and after so long of being starved for the comfort of your voice it makes moments like these all the more special for him.

“Well alright then Sherlock,” you quickly stand up, gently pushing the board forward so he could catch it. “If I’m gonna beat Tony Hawk I better figure out how to stand on the board first.” You reach out your hand to him, and he realizes he hasn’t been this happy in eight years.

He smiles. He takes your hand.

Reblogs are appreciated!!

@yama-mochi

Fri, 27 Aug 2021 00:55:26

ˊ˗ ꒰꒱ If Only

in which luke realizes it’s ok to be selfish for once. (requested)

It’s been two years, and even then, Luke thinks that you’re the most beautiful person he’s ever laid his eyes on.

You’d finally taken and passed your senior attorney exam, and your co-workers took it upon themselves to throw you a celebration. He watches as you, along with your new, golden badge neatly pinned onto the lapel of your jacket, laughed along with Kiki and Celestine. Out of nowhere, Artem and Marius pop up from the crowd, the younger male seemingly having just arrived. Luke figured that was the case, as he handed you a neatly wrapped package along with a tight hug, one that you surprisingly welcomed and returned.

“You know, you could go and talk to her right now.” He gave a small smile of acknowledgement to Vyn, who joined him in leaning against the function room’s back wall.

“I could, but should I?” Seeing you, happily mingling with your friends was definitely a sight to behold for him, so much so that even from the distance, he could feel the warmth your presence emits. “She looks happy.”

“Both you and I know she’d be happier with you around.” Turning to look at the newly arrived person, Luke’s wide irises met Marius’ surprisingly soft gaze. “It’s been confirmed that you’re fully cured already.Be selfish for once,Sherlock. Their happiness has always been entwined with yours, it always has been, always will be.”

Distracted by the two men’s constant attempts to convince him, he didn’t notice you frantically navigating yourself through the crowd. As much as he’d tried to disguise himself, you’d always recognize him. How could you not, really? After all those years of being with him, you have already memorized his familiar build, from the tufts of bright hair sticking out from the haphazardly-placed hat to his unconscious habit of fiddling with scraps of metal he -for some reason- carries around.

“Luke! Luke… is that you?”

His head snaps up in record time, frantically looking around before his eyes finally settled on your heaving form. It was like time stopped outside the little bubble enclosing the two of you, the other only focusing on the other’s presence. After months of longing, of wondering how the other was doing, of thinking about how it would feel like to embrace their beloved once again— if only for a moment. But now… maybe now that if only could finally happen in reality.

“I… I’m sorry.”

He had so many words to say, yet that was all Luke could really say. You stood there, motionless for a while, before walking closer and taking his arm, bringing him to a more secluded area. As soon as you got there, he barely had time to prepare himself before you slapped him. Hard.

Luke closed his eyes, letting you release all the pent-up anger you felt towards him. It’s what I deserve, he thought. All the while, your hits eventually become weaker and weaker, and only then does he realize that you’d been sobbing uncontrollably. He engulfed you in a hug, ignoring your protests that were growing weaker the closer he held you, until you eventually gave up playing tough and held onto him for dear life, with him doing his best to quell your tears as he dealt with his. You may have an anger towards him for disappearing on you for the second time, but your love for your Sherlock was greater.

Three minutes later, two hushed voices were heard from the area.

“You’re an asshole.”

“I know.”

“You could have told me about everything.”

“I know.”

Another bout of silence.

“I love you.”

The confession rings in the air, and while you had your ear pressed to his chest, you could hear the rapid beating of his heart. If you craned your head up right then and there, you would have been greeted with the sight of a flushed Detective Luke Pearce, and even with his tear-stained eyes and messy hair, he still looked as stunning as ever.

“And I, you, my Watson.”

He knew the both of you had a lot to talk about, and he knew that he needed to earn your trust back bit by bit, but he knows your longstanding love can handle more than that. He’s faced death way too many times to count on one hand, and a few days ago only did he escape his latest encounter, but with you by his side, he’s never felt more alive.

#luke pearce x reader #luke pearce imagines #luke pearce #xia yan imagines #xia yan x reader #tears of themis #tears of themis imagines #tears of themis x reader #xia yan