𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐘.
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𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐘.
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she’s in a mood … ( the sound of plates shattering, )

they’re in the station, but he can’t help but press a quick kiss to the top of her head. She deserves it. And whatever else her heart is set on. “we can start the applications for the process during lunch, how’s that sound?”

he nods . There really wasn’t a reason ( not ) to. At least not a reason that made sense “yeah, I’m serious. Let’s foster her..” he says with a light grin spreading across his face

never the kind to usually believe* signs existed , if there was such thing. This was one. he listens . he always does when it comes to her. but now in particular. “Luce, if you see it as a sign. It is one… we can get a crib. Find space.”

the mention of the three month old has his heart twist. 𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙚, the name of a girl who lost more in those months than many had in years. “and .. you want us to be the one to foster her?” he asks, clarifying this.

he’s listening, nodding his head along to the words that are being said. Of course he remembered that. He remembered holding her as she cried. But why was she bringing it up? “Of course I remember , Luce did more happen with that?”

from the corner of his eye he watches as Lucy approach . She seems to be rapidly moving up to him, and he’s a little* worried. “hey, woah.. are you good?” He asks , brows furrowed


“Luce, I’ll hold you as long as you need me to—“ he tells her, wrapping his arms around her. after a beat he glances over to her. “ want to talk about your day?”






