^{lorelaithesecond:}

_{☕   @ldcnes   ☕   cont.   ☕}

_{❛   I GOT YOUR OWL,   ❜   she calls,  the moment she spots him on the pitch,  her expression guarded   (   mostly due to the incredible lack of DETAIL provided in the note   )   as she continues to move forward to meet him.    ❛   if you asked me to meet you here because you’re hoping to get me on a broom,  i hope you’ve thought that through.  ❜}

^{LUKE SMILES THE SECOND HE SEES HER. he has a plan, a special, wonderful plan- which in his defense has NOTHING to do with getting his girlfriend of five years onto a broom. he learned a long time ago that lorelai doesn’t belong on a broom. ❛   i just have a surprise for you ❜. he puts his fingers into his mouth and whistles, watching as a snitch flutters to where they’re standing. ❛   do you trust me?  ❜}  

_{lorelaithesecond:}

_{☕   @ldcnes   ☕}

_{❛   SOMETIMES I WONDER IF IT’D BE POSSIBLE TO KEEP A SECRET IN THIS TOWN,   ❜   she shakes her head,   ❛   east side tilly gave me such a dirty look this morning when i passed her,  patty,  and babette at the newsstand and muttered something about how i should’ve let YOU propose.  apparently everyone was all ecstatic about us getting married,  but the fact that i’m the one who proposed ruined it for people somehow!  this town really can be TWISTED sometimes,  my god,   ❜}

^{❛   WELL. ❜ he doesn’t want to say that they’re right, that luke should’ve been the one to propose, but he wishes that it was him who popped the question. he wishes it would’ve happened differently, that he could’ve done a romantic gesture to ask lorelai. ❛ why does it bother you so much? we’re getting MARRIED, that’s the point. does it really matter who asked who? ❜}

^{likesknowingthings:}

             _{^{‘ but, i’m a GILMORE ! luke, i ( n e e d ) my coffee —- not decaffeinated coffee. ‘ she knew that her step-father was only looking out for her and her unborn baby but also knew that some habits were hard to break. ‘ i’ve done plenty of research, one cup of caffeinated coffee won’t hurt me or ( y o u r ) future grandchild. ‘}} 

_{^{@ldcnes gets a started bc dad!luke is my fave okAY}}

^{“ no! FINAL word on the matter. ” he knew that he was being harsh, but the next generation gilmore was his last chance to stop the caffeine take over he has been subjected to for the best twenty years. “ i’m not letting my grandchild be subjected this addiction your mom has created. ”}

^{lorelaithesecond:}

_{“I KNOW I’M LATER THAN I SAID I’D BE,” she begins at the sound luke’s voice, kicking her shoes off unceremoniously as she shuts the door behind her. the explanation continues as she heads to join them, taking a seat on the other side of her daughter. “mia needed my help with something, and she’s helped me out so much i didn’t want to say no. i would’ve called, but it was sort of time sensitive —- and i knew you guys would be okay waiting a little,” lorelai smiles as she finishes the thought, realizing just how true it is. she KNOWS rory’s safe with luke. she knows that she’s safe with luke. he’s the first real relationship she’s had ( the first time it’s felt real —- the first time she feels like a grown-up ), and frankly, she hopes he’s the last. “how are my two favorite people doing, huh? what’re we watching?”}

^{HE REACHES HIS HAND THAT’S WRAPPED AROUND rory’s back to rest against her shoulder. “it’s fine, we’ve been watching the aristocats waiting for you. some kid wants a cat now.” he sends a small smile to her before looking back at the tv. he feels the toddler cuddle closer to him. it’s hard to believe that this was his life. that he has a girlfriend, a beautiful lovely girlfriend who makes his heart happy and a little girl who warms his heart whenever the word daddy falls from her lips.}

^{lorelaithesecond:}

_{FEELING HIS ARMS AROUND HER IS COMFORTING, it always has been. it’s the one place she always feels safe —– even right now. lorelai finds herself wanting to stay here for as long as possible. she knows there’s something not right with their son, and it’s terrifying. she isn’t sure she’s really slept at all the last week —– she never slept when rory was sick, either, and she’d almost always ended up in a chair in her daughter’s room, keeping a watchful eye. with liam it was no different, despite any protests from her husband or son, she’s spent the majority of the last several days curled up in the chair that sits in liam’s room. she even has a seemingly eternal stiff neck to prove it. maybe lorelai’s getting too old for such things, but she can’t just stop. especially now, with the knowledge that there’s really something wrong ( even though they don’t know what it is ). her hands clutch at the back of luke’s shirt as her arms wrap around him. lorelai allows herself a singular shaky breath as her forehead rests against her husband’s shoulder. for this one moment, everything is simultaneously fine and horribly wrong, regardless of how hard she’s trying to focus on the positive. before she knows it, their moment alone is over, and she’s grasping luke’s hand as tightly as she dares. after only a brief pause, she nods firmly, “yeah, he, uh —– he really seemed to brighten up when i told him i was going to get you. we shouldn’t keep him waiting,”} 

^{“WHERE IS HE?” luke needs to see his son. he needs to hold his boy, to listen to him call him daddy again, to hear the words i love you fall from his lips again. luke leans into lorelai, presses a kiss to her temple. he remembers when paul anka got sick and cried about how terrible of a mother she was. liam being sick has nothing to do with either of their parenting styles. liam being sick is just a terrible thing that has happened. luke doesn’t quite know how to handle it. he can’t handle watching lorelai suffer, or liam. neither of them deserve to be in this place where they don’t know what’s going on.} 

^lostkiids

     _{“ so mom bought me this silly hat she think will be useful on the boat. i accepted it like the nice daughter i am, but it is awful, okay? awful! you have a way better taste in hats i mean… look! you’ve gotta get me a new hat or at least let me borrow one of yours because there is no way i am actually wearing the hat she got me.” all this coming from the girl who literally looks like a nerd in just the head gear she wears to ride her bicycle.} 

                         _{@ldcnes​     starter call.}

^{“why do people always assume that you need a hat on a boat ? you don’t need a hat on a boat. wearing a hat on a boat makes it easier for you to lose the hat. wear sunscreen and you’ll be fine. you don’t need a hat.”}

^{@lorelaithesecond || hogwarts angst}

^{IT COMES OUT OF NOWHERE. he should’ve been more careful, but his eyes were trained on the snitch. he didn’t think about the bludgers, but there are two of his teammates on the pitch to protect him so luke never really thought about anything other than the snitch. the SECOND the bludger hits him, he feels himself falling off his broom. he holds his eyes tightly closed. he doesn’t want to see the worry on his teammates’ faces, nor the look of glee spread across the seven members of the slytherin team.}

^{the last conscious thought he has is about lorelai. he can hear the slytherins screaming, an excited yell as the injury of luke provides an instant win. hufflepuff’s backup seeker, kirk gleason, is more likely to fall off his broom than to capture the snitch. lorelai’s house is happy but luke knows ( as the ground is getting closer and closer ) that she is not. he doesn’t want to worry her, but she going to. he can’t bare the face she makes when she’s worried and luke already hates that he is going to be the cause of it.}

lorelaithesecond:

_{WHENEVER HUFFLEPUFF IS PLAYING, lorelai finds herself seated with them rather than the members of her own house. particularly since she’s made a habit of wearing luke’s clothes in a show of support ( regardless of the fact that they’re all too big for her ). who wouldn’t want to be cheering for the team whose most important member happened to be your best friend and significant other, anyway? and that’s exactly what lorelai had spent the entire game doing —– it was more of screaming than cheering, but she was more than prepared to defend her enthusiasm should anyone question it ( even her head of house, if it came to matters of house pride —– slytherin isn’t playing today, though so she doesn’t expect problems ). she certainly can’t help the cheers that erupt the moment the snitch is caught, and it’s so much better sitting among the members of the winning team than her less than enthusiastic silver and green clad housemates on the other side of the pitch.} 

_{her enthusiasm is maintained even as she waits on luke to change, and she’s bouncing on the balls of her feet when she finally spots him, an ear to ear grin present on her lips. “if i didn’t scream so much, you wouldn’t have been able to hear me,” she replies, shoulders lifting and falling in a shrug, “i’d say that the potential for not being able to speak is worth it in this case. especially considering the fact that you won. would you prefer i sit in silence and give you a nice thumbs up? or i could sit with my own house, wear my own clothes, and fake pout the entire game. or try to, at least. i’m not sure i’m capable,”}

^{HE KNOWS THAT NEXT MATCH THEY’RE PLAYING SLYTHERIN. the thought alone makes his heart beat faster. he hates playing the house. a part of it steams from the fear that they’re going to injure him, forcing him out of the quidditch cup final, but he’s more worried about the backlash lorelai will receive. he loves that she gives up her house to support him, to lose her voice over to make sure he knows how proud he makes her, but not supporting your own house has its consequences and luke doesn’t want lorelai to be at the hands of her house because of him. he shakes his head, he can focus on the next match later, right now he wants to focus on his win and his girlfriend.}

^{he runs to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and picking her up. he swings her around, a smile on his face. “don’t you dare,” he responds as he kisses her ( rather passionately ). they aren’t ones for pda, but a winning rather difficult match calls for at least one kiss. he pulls away and places her back on the ground. “i love it when you wear my clothes, you know that.”} 

^{@lorelaithesecond || hogwarts au}

^{HE HEARS HER VOICE THE SECOND the golden snitch is in his hand. after landing, he hold the snitch in the air, his eyes locked on his girlfriend’s. she looks like she belongs among the other members of his house, she’s even wearing half of his wardrobe. the color yellow and black look better placed on her than her own green and silver.} 

^{he meets up with her after changing, his own sweater proudly bearing the colors of his house. when he was first sorting into hufflepuff, he wondered if he’d ever fit in. he’s not as soft and mellow as his fellow housemates. after three years, he found his place.} 

^{“if you keep screaming like that, you’re not going to be able to speak tomorrow,”  he speaks the words once he’s within earshot of her, a smile on his face to prove that he’s kidding. he won’t ever admit it to her, but he loves how supportive she.}