A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it's been awhile, I just had finals and fUCK I HATE SCHOOL. I'm pretty proud of this one shot.. It's kinda short compared to my other ones, but it's pretty cute so I hope y'all enjoy:)
Summary: Lucas was used to being hit on by drunk girls at the bar where he works. So telling girls he was engaged was an easy way to get away from them, and a way he used often, despite it not being true. But when your girlfriend's mother overhears you telling some random girl you're engaged, thats when shit can start happening.
Lucas wasn't particularly fond of being a bartender on the weekends. Sure, he got a good amount of tips that made it worth the struggles, but that didn't mean he had to like it. Frankly, the only time he really enjoyed it was at around eight on Fridays, when Maya and Riley would show up and get drinks. No matter how shit his day had been, Maya leaning onto the counter, smiling and talking with him as he made her drink (whiskey, neat) would make him feel like none of the bullshit mattered. It was just her there, laughing at him as he flirts with her and pours the liquor.
But one of the many struggles that he wasn't particularly fond of was the amount of girls who would ask for his number on weekends. It was at least twice a night that he'd be hit on by a random girl at the bar. Every man's dream, right? Well, it wasn't Lucas'. Not when all he could think about was coming home to watching movies and cuddling with Maya until she fell asleep with her head on his chest. He just felt gross about all of these girls asking him to hook up when the only girl he wanted was Maya.
Call him a sap, but he couldn't help it. He had fallen for her so hard that it was pathetic. She was everything he could ever want in a girl; she was crazy beautiful, intelligent, spunky, and independent. He could never get over every detail about her, like the way her hair smelled like peaches, and how she'd tie it up in a high pony when she was painting. Her freckles that were sprinkled onto her nose and cheeks, despite her hating them. Her laugh, her smile, the way her face lit up whenever she was passionate about something. The way she'd look into his eyes with that warm and loving look and his heart would melt. He had fallen for the spunky short-stack of pancakes, and he had fallen for her hard.
"Lucas, stop daydreaming. Get those girls to order drinks." Lucas is snapped out of his thoughts of Maya as one of his coworkers, Izzy, snaps in front of his face before grabbing two glasses from the counter.
"Right. Sorry." Lucas replies, looking up to the bar and seeing Zay, his best friend and Izzy's boyfriend, walking in as he takes his coat off. Lucas smiles at Zay before wiping his hands on a small hand towel, tossing it over his shoulder.
"Hey Z." Izzy smiles as she sets two beers on the counter for two other men, soon walking up to Zay and leaning over the bar to peck him on the lips.
"Hey sugar." Zay smiles back before turning to Lucas. "Luc." He nods.
"Want a beer?" Lucas asks, grabbing a glass.
"Yeah, sure." Zay nods, leaning forwards onto the bar. "So.. your girl coming around tonight?"
"Nah, she can't. She has work to do at home." Lucas sighs, pouring some beer into the glass and pushing it over to Zay. "I wish she'd come, though. I could seriously use some cheering up after the shit day I've had."
"Mhmm, sucks. And I bet Maya's be disappointed that she's missing the day you wear a tank top. She's raved to me about how your arms look in those things. I'm kinda getting what she's sayin'." Zay smirks, sipping his beer as he looks at Lucas' arms in his white tank top.
"First of all, could you be any more bisexual?" Lucas furrows his brows. "And secondly, Maya raved?"
"Mmhm. She eats that shit up." Zay nods, setting his beer on the bar. "That stupid tattoo on your arm, too."
"What can I say.. Dumb shit happens when you're a wasted college student." Lucas shrugs, looking at the tattoo of a cool geometric symbol on his arm. "At least it's fairly tasteful, and not Maya's name in comic sans."
"Fair enough." Zay laughs, Lucas chuckling too before his attention is drawn to the door.
"Lucas, baby!" Lucas sees Katy Hart approach, the mother to his girlfriend and one of his favorite people. She has a few of her girlfriends behind her, laughing and talking as they approach the bar.
"Katy." Lucas smiles at her, Katy approaching the bar with a grin. Her friends go and sit down at a table. "The usual? Four vodka tonics?"
"Nah, only three. One virgin pina colada.. Angie blacked out the other week so now she's nervous to hop back on the wagon." Katy chuckles, Lucas nodding and getting out the glasses.
"So how's my babygirl?" Katy asks after a moment of Lucas filling the glasses.
"She's great. We're great." Lucas grins, Katy leaning forward and resting her chin on her fist.
"God, you are so good to her, Luke. You don't know how happy it makes me that she's getting the lovin' that she deserves." Katy sighs, Lucas putting one finished drink on a tray.
"Believe me, it makes me just as happy." Lucas nods with a smile. "Watching her date all of those pricks back in high school was always so damn hard. She deserves the world."
"God, I could just eat you up! You adorable thing." Katy grins, nudging his arm as Lucas chuckles.
Lucas sets the last drink on the tray, Katy smiling and picking it up.
"Have a good night, hun." She smiles at him.
"You too, Katy."
Lucas wipes his hands on the towel again, walking across the bar and past Zay to a group of women laughing and talking to each other.
"You ladies ordering any drinks?" Lucas asks, smiling at them as he sets a dirty glass onto a tray.
"Uh, yeah.. Can I have a slow, comfortable screw?" One black haired girl asks, looking at him through the tops of her eyes as her friends laugh.
"You got it.." Lucas says uncomfortably, taking out the liquor to make the drink.
"Well could I join? I could use some action, and you're fucking hot, mister.." Another girl adds.
"Friar. Lucas Friar." Lucas says flatly, pouring the first girl's cocktail and ignoring the remarks.
"Lukie, I didn't want that drink, honey. They're nasty." The first girl chuckles, Lucas sighing and stopping his pourning before turning around. "I wanted an actual fuck. From you. And apparently my friend here wanted in, if you could handle two."
"Look, I'm flattered, but I've got a girlfriend." Lucas sighs, pouring out the drink.
"I don't mind. Sometimes a man just needs a little something on the side."
"Nah, you don't get it. I'm getting married. I'm engaged." Lucas lies, just wanting the girls off his back.
"Wait, what? Engaged?" Zay's voice suddenly is there, his eyes wide as he stares at Lucas in shock. "To Maya? Holy Shit!"
"No no no Zay that's not-"
"What's going on?" Izzy is suddenly there, her brows furrowed as she turns to Zay.
"Lucas and Maya are engaged!" Zay quickly exclaims, Izzy gasping and turning to him.
"No, Izzy, it's not like that-" Lucas chuckles exasperatedly, but Izzy ignores his words.
"Oh my god, Lucas! Congratulations! We're getting out the champagne!" Izzy exclaims, going into the back to get the drink.
"Izzy, wait-"
"Hey, what's going on, Luke?" Katy suddenly approaches Lucas with furrowed brows, her arms crossed over her chest.
"You didn't hear?" Zay chuckles. "Lucas is making an honest woman out of your daughter."
Katy's hands cover her nose and mouth, her brown eyes widening. "For real? You proposed?"
"Congrats to the happy couple!" Before Lucas can respond, Izzy comes out, popping open the bottle of champagne as the people in the bar start to cheer.
Lucas runs a hand through his hair, pouring a shot of tequila and downing it in one swig.
How the hell is he gonna play out this one?
Hours later, Lucas doesn't have the energy to give a shit anymore. He's wasted as fuck, sitting at a table at midnight with Katy, only a few people left in the bar.
"I'm just so happy, Luke. You don't even know how happy I am." Katy says drunkenly, Lucas nodding and smiling at her hazily. "And that girl loves you, you son of a bitch. She hasn't loved anybody like she loves you."
"I love her more than the world. She's so cute, with her little smile and when she tucks her hair behind her ears. And her little freckles. I love those little freckles." Lucas slurs, a half drank cup of scotch in his hand.
"She loves you more than she's loved any man, I'll tell you. Even her own daddy." Katy raises her brows.
"Oh, don't say that.."
"It's fucking true! And she loved her daddy. Even when he left, she loved him. That's why it hurt so bad." Katy shrugs. "So what ring you get her?"
"I didn't get a ring." Lucas shrugs, taking a sip of his drink.
"Well that's no good.." Katy scoffs, looking at her hand. "Ooh, here." She pulls a ring off of her own finger, a beautiful pear-cut diamond glittering on it. She hands it to him, Lucas taking it carefully. "When he left, Kermit told me to keep this ring so that Maya could wear it one day. I always wore it because of the sparkle, but I think you need to re-propose. With that damn ring." She points to the ring in his hand, Lucas looking down at it.
"You know what?" Lucas stands from the table. "I will. It's beautiful, Katy. Thank you." He leans forward and gives her a hug, Katy planting a kiss on his cheek with a big 'mwah'. Lucas then leaves the bar, starting on the three block walk to his and Maya's house.
Lucas spends the walk looking at the ring in his hand, turning it so it glistens under the moonlight. He passes a few 24 hour businesses, the ring catching the light of their neon signs. He bumps into a random guy's shoulder at one point, receiving a curse word and something about him being a 'wasted fucker'. Lucas shrugs it off, pocketing the ring until he reaches the house.
He stumbles up the steps and opens the door, closing it silently so he doesn't wake Maya. He kicks off his shoes before walking up the stairs, pulling the ring out of his pocket.
He walks down the dark hall and into his and Maya's room, seeing her asleep on the mattress. She's curled up on her side, one of her legs under a sheet as the other hangs off the side of the bed, Only the pale blue moonlight shows the outline of her body, the soft skin of her neck and cheek lit up as her blonde hair falls out of the way.
Lucas smiles softly at her effortless beauty, his body filling with warmth as he sees her asleep. He sets the ring down on his bedside table, laying beside Maya and hugging her body to his. She groans and rolls over to face him in her sleep, snuggling into his chest as he holds her tightly. He plants a soft kiss on the top of her head, exhaling into her hair before slipping into a soundless sleep.
Lucas squints his eyes open, the light flooding his vision immediately sending an ache through his skull. He groans and shoves his face into his pillow, trying to subdue the hangover that fights to claim his senses.
But soon, he can hardly focus on the throbbing in his head when he hears a voice.
"Lucas?" Maya asks quietly, sounding like she's right beside him.
"Mhmm?" Lucas mumbles into his pillow.
"Why is my mom's ring here?"
And that's enough to wake Lucas up right away.
He sits upright, turning to see Maya, sitting on the edge of the bed as she holds the ring in her hands, examining it with an indecipherable expression.
"Maya.."
"My mom kept it so she could give it to my future husband. So why do you have it all of a sudden?"
Lucas takes the ring from Maya's hands, cupping her cheek in his free hand. He looks into her eyes, confusion and a tinge of hope swimming in their baby blue. Lucas feels a rush, a wave of bliss as he's overwhelmed by his all-encompassing love for her. And that's when it hits him.
I love her. I want this. I want to marry her, to have her forever.
Lucas says nothing but gets off of his bed, stooping onto one knee below Maya. Maya's eyes widen as she stares down at him.
"Lucas, what're you doing?"
"I love you Maya. More than I ever knew I would love someone in my whole life. It sounds cheesy as shit, and I know how much you hate sappy romance, but fuck it. You're my everything, M. I couldn't imagine my life without you in it. And if this ring means I'll have you by my side forever, then that's all I could ever want. You." Lucas pulls out the ring from in his fist, Maya covering her nose and mouth with both hands as her eyes well with tears. "I know we aren't at a five star restaurant, or at the top of the empire state building, or in one of the other scenarios I always imagined when I thought about proposing.. And you know, my bedhead is probably pretty out of hand.." Lucas adds, Maya laughing as a tear trickles down her cheek. "But I'm here. You're here. This moment reminds me of us.. Of all of our calm Saturday mornings, cuddling in bed and watching shows on my laptop, making bacon, making each other laugh.. It's us. It's who we are right now. My favorite place in the world is here, with you. So it's here that I'm gonna ask you, Maya Penelope Hart, to become my wife."
Lucas holds out the ring and Maya nods rapidly, wiping her tears away. "Yes, oh my god yes!" Maya cries, Lucas smiling and laughing, his hands trembling as he puts the ring on her finger.
"Oh my god.." Maya chuckles, the two of them standing. Maya wraps her arms around him tightly, him returning the embrace and kissing her head sweetly.
"I love you, Lucas. So much." Maya looks up at him with a wide grin spread on her face. "And I like your bedhead. It's adorable." She laughs, Lucas smiling down at her as she fills him with joy.
"I love you too.." Lucas says breathily, wasting no time in connecting his lips with hers. The kiss is passionate and deep, a wave of bliss washing over Lucas' body and overwhelming his senses.
Lucas then lays her down on the bed, hovering over her before moving his kisses down to her neck. She sighs in bliss, wrapping her legs around his waist as her arms drape over his shoulders.
"My mom lost her shit when you asked for the ring, didn't she.." Maya chuckles as Lucas kisses her neck, him picking his head up and looking at her with a grin.
"Yeah, you could say that.." Lucas laughs, Maya laughing too as he leans forwards and plants a kiss on her cheek. He then continues to plant little kisses on her cheek, nose, and jawline, muttering little 'I love you's between each kiss, Maya going into a fit of laughter as she wraps her arms around his shoulders.