𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒕𝒕 .ᐟ.ᐟ

⠀⠀ this bitch is about to go through a window . ⠀⠀

it girl.

morning , tree hill.

the promise of another kiss after their date kept her satisfied enough. it gave her something else to look forward to— after spending time with lucas, of course. her grin was near permanent at this point, her arms still around his shoulders, idly fidgeting with —

⠀ ❛ as 𝓽ender as 𝙼𝙾𝙾𝙽`𝚂 𝓼oft 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒘 , as 𝐫͟𝐚͟𝐝͟𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭 as 𝓽he 𝑺𝑼𝑵 .

brooke happily hummed against his lips, leaning up on tiptoes. her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck to steady her balance. she melted into his touch— thankful it didn’t take much convincing for him to give in. the kiss was soft. wholesome. everything —

a quiet, playful scoff left her lips. shaking her head in disbelief. though, that didn’t mean her signature grin wasn’t plastered across her face. she was enamoured by every single gesture. she probably should be more careful with her heart— given her track record. —

brooke hummed, features laced with skepticism. lips pursing as if she really had to think about what she said next. “well, i already did tell you that i trust you so i guess i can’t go back on it now, can i?” her tone was light, not even trying to suppress —