Lucy had several things on her mind.
It was hard to even begin to contemplate them, however, because of the cacophony that was the current heated argument between Lucy and Loke.
Speaking of Loke...
Argh, she was getting distracted! She couldn't afford to fall into thoughts of Loke, not when she was this close to failing math and this make-up homework assignment was her only hope!
And Lucy absolutely abhorred math homework.
She clenched her teeth on her pencil and tapped her foot in an illegible rhythm, trying to block the noise out. Unfortunately, it did not jar Lucy or Loke's voices in the least.
She swore that sometimes her friends, namely Loke, were going to be the bane of her existence.
"Guys, shut up!" Lucy shouted, instantly rising from her chair. She was always the one to take action, due to shy never speaking up just as her equally quiet boyfriend. And yet again, speaking of boyfriends...
"You're not involved in this, Lucy!" Loke countered hastily with an accusing finger and lightning eyes.
"Shut up! Yes I am, we all agreed to do this together!" Lucy fired back, arms crossed as she glowered at him.
"Well, I don't see you helping!"
Loke had a point. Surprisingly.
She made a very unflattering noise before muttering, "Fine then! Screw math homework! I'll help you guys."
The commotion settled, and released a sigh of relief.
"What the hell were you guys arguing about, anyway?" Lucy pointedly sent a scathing glare to the guilty duo.
"Um..." opened her mouth to speak, but a stern look from Loke silenced her.
"What?" Lucy demanded to know.
Lucy laughed it off. "Er, it was nothing."
"Come on, it had to be something!"
"Uh, it was... Lucy, he wanted to use freakin' blue balloons for the decor. It's a Valentine's Day dance we're preparing, here! I mean, where does the color blue fit at all!?"
Discreetly, Loke stomped on Lucy's foot. Even more discreetly, he muttered out of the corner of his mouth,"You don't have to make me sound so stupid!" Lucy ignored him and instead smiled innocently at Lucy.
"You know what, nothing surprises me any more with you guys," she informed them, shaking her head. She ran a hand through hair and managed to break a smile. "Well then, let's continue!"
Loke stared at her for a moment with a placid face. He had always marveled at how easily Lucy's mood shifted sometimes. He smiled brightly at the thought some odd reason, and ducked down to hide it. He continued the impossible task of hanging up the last streamer.
Lucy brushed past him, taking the streamer from his hand and hanging it up on the school gym wall for him.
She offered a smile, and he felt his heart flip before flushing and grumbling a "thanks" and walking off.
Lucy frowned; she was not pleased.
Was it so abstruse to Loke that he was supposed to act, say, a little more different towards his girlfriend?
While contemplating this, she wandered over Lucy and confessed this problem to her.
Lucy giggled like Lucy had said the funniest thing. Ironically enough, she had been arguing with Lucy's boyfriend about the same issue not just ten minutes ago.
Loke wasn't romantic enough.
"I mean, it's not like he can be embarrassed or something! We're already a couple, for crying out loud!" Lucy complained, throwing her hands up.
A cat grin appeared on Lucy's already cat-like face, intimidating Lucy just a little more than she would've liked to admit.
"..what...are you..."
"Hey, Loke~!" Lucy gleefully skipped over to boy she was beckoning, who was sticking with blowing up balloons and passing then over to Gray to hang up.
"What do ya want?" He offered her a blank, dead stare.
Lucy stared back. "I do not understand what Lucy sees in you."
"You've told me that a million times, now get to the point!"
"Oh, I just need supplies from the supplies closet next door to the gym," Lucy informed him cheerfully. Loke didn't look very happy. "Come on, please! You'd be very helpful! You're awesome! You're smart! Go!" she cajoled helplessly. "Go with Lucy in case you can't reach anything!" she added with an amused snicker.
"Jerk," he muttered, shooting her a quick glare before setting off with an annoyed Lucy at his side.
"So, um...we're supposed to get a banner," Loke read off the list, catching Lucy's gaze.
Lucy's glare deepend. "Well? Find it, then!"
He grimaced. "Someone wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" He climbed up onto a stool to get a better view of the top shelf.
"Not quite." She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at Loke's ever-present denseness. "Found a new package of balloons," she said instead, dryly. She purposefully made a show of using her height to easily reach the package, successfully irritating Loke.
Lucy almost laughed. What didn't irritate him? She was so done. She would just tell him what was on her mind and be done with it.
"You're not romantic enough," she said casually, tossing the plastic package in her hands to the floor.
Loke fell to the floor along with it.
"Wh-Wha! What are you talking about?" Loke inquired loudly, incredulous.
"You heard me, didn't you!?"
"Yes, but-"
"But?"
"..."
"I guess... it's just like... you have this lack of passion."
"Hey, you think I'm in a relationship with you because I don't like you?"
"No! I meant like...physical passion."
Loke raised an eyebrow. "Physical?"
Her skin tone changed to the colour of her hair. "N-Not like that!" Although it was true that would've been a nice bonus.
"Lucy, some couples are all lovey-dovey and stuff. Maybe we're just better off with a less... touchy relationship," Loke said, nervous laughter following.
Lucy groaned. "Isn't that what a couple means? Lovey-dovey?"
"No, not all couples are like that!"
"You mean we aren't!"
"What do you want me to do?!"
"For starters, when I help you, don't mumble your thanks and walk away. You could at least smile back, idiot!"
She got him on that. He blushed before adding, "Well I don't have that type of personality, okay!" His voice faltered, however. Loke realized he was fighting a losing argument.
"Whatever!" Lucy spat, whirling around to cross her arms again. Apparently she had enough of it, and he had now put Lucy in a very bad mood. Just wonderful.
Lucy grabbed the supplies and flashed him blazing eyes. "Let's go!"
"Lucy, hold on," Loke said. Lucy paused, surprise evident in her eyes as she turned to face him. "I don't...I don't know how this stuff really works, okay..."
Loke cringed at how stupid he sounded. He was a good listener, really! He just wasn't a good speaker. He... didn't have the talent of conveying his feelings in a way that made sense.
"What do you mean?" Lucy had crouched down to his level, her gaze intent on him.
Loke stared back, at a loss for words, and he had soon lost himself as his mind begin to fill with thoughts of Lucy. Lucy and her long,blonde silky hair. Lucy and he shining, kind eyes. Lucy and he tall, slim waist. Lucy... just Lucy.
A strange emotion exploded in his stomach and he floundered for a moment, not sure how to let it out. Instead of speaking, he went with his instincts - he placed both hands on her shoulders and dove in for a kiss.
Oh. So those dumb heart flips were just the desire to kiss her?
How incredibly stupid.
What made this interaction different from the others was that they kept going. He opened his mouth, and she did so in return, attacking his lips with passion. As the kiss deepened, they let themselves go - the excitement and nervousness was enough to keep them going and away from potential embarrassment.
They soon begin to lose track of time when Loke, barely comprehending what he was doing, slowly slid a hand underneath the hem of her shirt. His thumb stroked her stomach, and she shuddered before threading her fingers through his hair, eliciting a satisfied noise from him.
And then, Loke's hand reached her bra strap.
The warning bell went off in both of their heads, and they sprung apart from each other, reality slapping them in the face. Of course, what they had just done... that was reality. Though, neither of them had ever even thought they were capable of that.
Breathing hard, both stared at each other, completely flushed with embarrassment, thinking the same thing:
Did we really just do that?!
The awkward silence was filled when Lucy sneezed quite loudly from the opened door. Her face was a deep red while Lucy and Gray were laughing their heads off.
"I. Knew. It!" Lucy got out between hacking coughs, exhausted from laughing.
"Lucy ." Lucy's voice caused everyone in the room to flinch.
She sounded ready to kill.
Lucy cleared her throat as she faced a quite red-faced Lucy, practically blowing smoke from her nostrils.
"I honestly didn't know - I swear!" That's all the young blond got out before Lucy begin chasing her, hurling death threats while Lucy simply continued to laugh and flee from her wrath.
"Whoa, man." Gray walked over to Loke and extended his hand for him to stand up.
He tried to stifle his laughter but it wasn't working. Loke's hair was thoroughly mussed and his lips were red with lip gloss.
"How was that?" He prepared himself for a humiliated, red Loke punching him in the face, but felt no hit.
Gray slowly opened his eyes.
"Actually, it was um ... pretty cool. I think I'll be romantic more often."
When Gray grinned, Loke blushed and glowered, aiming a kick to his shin.
"Don't tell anyone I said that!"