orangesherbert7: You got "Eight O'Clock at the Oasis" stuck in my head. lol.
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They went upstairs, and there really was nothing on. Luke decided that he should probably open the diner at some point, but Lorelai disagreed. "They don't deserve food. They should all starve."
"Wow, dramatic," Rory said.
"I agree though. That was really rude. Maybe I just shouldn't serve Kirk."
Lorelai smiled.
They flipped through the channels, Luke landing on something, Lorelai snatching the remote.
"What's wrong with that?"
"Do you know me at all? Those people are just standing in what I can only think to call an outfield."
"They're about to hike the ball. They're not just standing there."
"You find that to be entertainment?"
"No, I find your objection to be entertainment."
She pouts a little but just looks at him. "What are you smiling about?"
"You're just cute when your pouty," he said in a near-whisper.
She tried to hide her grin and suddenly became kinda shy.
"You do know I'm still here, right?" Rory said making Lorelai turn her head.
"Yeah."
"Okay, cause you two were just having this really weird moment, and I'm just sitting here, still being here... Do you want me to leave?"
Luke just said, "I'm sorry, Rory," not exactly answering her question, but Lorelai did that for him as she discreetly nodded, grinning.
Rory rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but smile as well. Lorelai's huge grin seemed to be rubbing off on her. "I'll see you later,"and Rory parted.
"Bye, Hon."
"Bye, Rory."
Luke and Lorelai looked back at each other after the door had shut. "Tv?" Lorelai asked. She couldn't tell if she was staring into his eyes or out into space. She was looking directly at him, but her vision was unfocused, confused.
"Yeah," he said quietly, shortly.
She licked her lips and shoved them against his in a quick motion, holding the back of his neck. He zealously returned it, but tried to pull away after a few seconds. She just pushed him further down onto the couch.
She lifted her head up.
"Lorelai."
"I don't see anymore rain. I think we can play now." She leaned back down to his lips and tenderly lay a kiss on his, sliding her tongue over his bottom lip.
As soon as she did that, it was hard to refuse her. This was Luke's first lesson in "Dating Lorelai 101."
She moaned against him, and they finished what they had started.
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An hour or so later, Luke walked down the stairs in his usual uniform, shortly followed by Lorelai. Ceasar had probably been told by one of the townies that Luke wouldn't be opening, so he had opened for him. It was pretty busy, but Lorelai made room for herself at the counter.
"So, I heard you and Luke shacked up last night," Bootsy said, almost startling her.
She thought about what to say for a second. The information wasn't exactly right, but they didn't need to know everything. She just nodded.
"Really?" he asked surprised. "I really thought it was just another rumor."
"Nope."
"That's hot," he said, nodding.
"How very Paris Hilton of you, Bootsy." She got up and went behind the counter, getting coffee. She went into the kitchen to find Luke. "Lu-uke. Hey," she said as she saw him next to Ceaser.
"What're you doing in here?" he asked.
"Looking for you."
"You saw me two seconds ago. Did you pour your own coffee?"
"Yeah, why? I sleep with you, and I still can't pour my own coffee or come behind the counter?"
"Yep."
"Now I have things I can bribe you with."
He smiled and laughed at her a little. "Sure."
"What? I can totally hold out on sex with you to get what I want."
"I doubt you could last as long as I can."
"This is probably true." She gave him a peck on the lips, but went back in for a second, getting it fairly heated.
Ceaser turned around to get out of the kitchen. "Luke."
They separated and muttered "sorry"s.
"You should probably keep your girlfriend out of the kitchen, Luke."
It was weird to hear it, but she liked being called Luke's girlfriend.
"I agree," he said, and pushed on her arm lightly to move.
"I'm goin, I'm goin."
Ceaser followed her out with a couple plates.
Taylor walked up to Lorelai as she made her way back around the counter. "So I heard you and Luke picked out paint colors yesterday."
"Yes," she said, already knowing where this was going. "And yes, I will still see him even if it puts the town in danger of a second Great Depression or whatever the hell you think is gonna happen."
"Huh?... Well, anyway, can you ask Luke to get me those colors you two picked out? I want to see them before you actually paint. When are you, by the way?"
"What?" she asked, still shocked he had yet to know.
"Going to paint--When are you going to paint?"
"Oh, I don't know."
"Well, keep me posted," and with that he turned around and started to leave... Then, he turned back around and walked back up to her with his mouth agape. "Are you and Luke...?"
"...What?"
"Together?
"Yes," she said, smiling again.
He closed his mouth and tried to hide any expression, but she could've sworn she saw some form of a grin hidden under that beard.
He just nodded and started to leave again.
"That all, Taylor? No lecture?"
"You're adults. I trust you."
"Okay," she said uneasily.
"See you, Lorelai."
"See ya, Taylor."
She felt a hand on her back and jumped, startled. "What was that about?"
"I don't even know," she said, turning to face Luke, "but he knows now."
"He didn't yet?"
"Nope."
"Don't you have to be at work?"
"Trying to get rid of me?"
"Yep, I've had enough of you this morning."
"I'm sure." She gave him another peck. "I guess I should go, shouldn't I?" She sighed. "I'm gonna have to go home and change, take a shower. I'll probably be back for lunch once I'm finished with that. I'll make it to work at some point."
"Good. Now I've got people to serve."
"Right. Bye," and with another kiss, she left.
She drove home wondering if Rory was still mad at her, or if she was home to be mad at her.
She was.
"Hey," Lorelai said to the reading kid on the couch.
"Hey. Did you have fun?"
The grin returned in full swing. "Yeah."
"Great," she went back to reading.
"...Are you still mad?"
"No, why?"
"You just seem really quiet."
"What am I supposed to say?"
"I dunno."
"Well, me neither." Rory definitely seemed annoyed.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Mom! Can we just drop it? I'm fine, completely fine, I just don't want to talk about you and Luke."
"Okay... So whatcha reading?"
"I can't even remember."
"Sounds good."
She put it down and grabbed the remote, flipping on the tv. Friends was on.
"Ooh, 'The One with the Prom Video'," Lorelai observed.
"Apparently."
Lorelai made her way to the other side of the couch and sat next to her daughter, watching the screen.
"So is this--"
Lorelai shushed her and squeezed her hand to make her be quiet as on screen Rachel got up and went over to Ross. Lorelai jumped up and down and let out a squeak as they kissed. She sighed. "That never gets old." She faced her daughter as commercials came on. "You were saying."
"Is this you and Luke thing real or will we have to start going to Weston's in the mornings?"
She cleared her throat a little. What happened to not wanting to talk about it? "Are you worried about that?"
"Of course. I love Luke's coffee. I love Luke.I don't wanna have to avoid him with you."
"I'll try to make sure you won't have to."
"So it's real?"
"Yeah."
"And you're sure? Cause you know you can't really go back now."
"I know, and while I would love to go back and relive that, it's not necessary."
"Good," Rory said, still slightly unconvinced.
"You'll see."
"Are you gonna bring him over, cause that'd be kinda weird?"
"Probably," she said honestly.
"Good," her daughter said smiling again.
"Good," she agreed and got up to take a shower.
Hey, Mom?"
Lorelai turned around. "Yeah, Kid?"
"Fill me in on the details later?"
"Or now if you've got the time."
"I've got it, but no smut, please," she said, grinning.
"Of course. So what do you wanna know first?"
"Why'd you sleep there?"
"Well, there was this dream."
"I'll assume it was gross, don't explain."
"Kay, and in the dream, something that would be censored on tv or in your mind happened on the counter."
"Ew, so not getting the connection to you sleeping there."
"I was tired; I was weird."
"Well, that's always to be assumed."
"I fell asleep on the counter."
"Huh."
"Yeah. Luke caught me."
"He saw you?"
"When I rolled off. He caught me."
"Oh my god." She laughed at her mother.
"Yeah, it wasn't to graceful."
"And the kiss?"
"Well, Luke and I had fought last night, and he was still mad at me..."
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"Sookie! Coffee, coffee, coffee!"
"Not until you fill me in with yours and Luke's little details."
"Geez, I'm never gonna get to stop telling this story."
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She sighed again tiredly as she walked into Luke's after work. "Hey."
"Hey," he said, looking up."
"How's your day been? Filled with people asking about us, I would hope?"
"Yep, why hope?"
"Cause that's everything anyone cares about, apparently. The plumber at the inn, who by the way, I've only met once before, asked."
"I had at least three customers just passing through town ask. I'm guessingPatty told them our history or something."
"Sounds like her," she laughed. "Coffee?"
He poured her some. "Thanks. Can you come over to my house later? I think there's something wrong with the sink upstairs."
"Sure."
"Yay." She gave him a soft little kiss and stood up. "I've gotta get home. Which should I watch? 'Buffy' rerun or new 'That 70's Show'?"
Luke looked oblivious. "I really don't care, but 'new 'That 70's Show'' is practically on oxymoron."
She smiled. "I'll see ya later."
Andover here we have a filler chapter. Ooh! Aah! Impressive, ain't it?
Probably only be one more chapter after this. All I have to do is figure out how to conclude it. Any suggestions? I have an idea, but it's not the best.
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