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[Lucien x MC Fanfic] Arguments taste like chocolate

It was past six when I heard someone knocking on the door of my office. Most of the employees already left since it was Friday. I let out a sigh, finally looking elsewhere at my laptop screen. These past days were just stress over stress. Dealing with the constant refusal of my proporsal and also some personal matters were enough to drive me crazy, and these personal matters include also a discussion I had this morning with the only person who has enough patience to deal with me. I know it's normal to be arguments between couples but seeing the situation objectively, I didn't know who is the real culprit this time, Lucien or me.

"Come in" I said before a very well known presence, one I could tell who even without looking, filled the room. Looking at his casual style I knew that he wasn't coming from the laboratory to the realise that he was holding something.

"I called you several times but you didn't pick up" he said approaching to th little sofa I had there.

"Oh, I didn't have time to check on my phone" I replied with the taste of our morning argument in my tongue. He looked perfectly fine but there's slight changes in his eyes and expression that can help you to realize that he wasn't good at all. "Sorry for worrying you for nothing" and then I lowered my gaze towards my laptop.

"How was your day?" he asked in a soft tone. "Busy as always" I was about to keep silent but I reminded myself to stop acting like an idiot because Lucien was trying to make things not awkward between us. "What about you?" I asked, still looking at my laptop screen.

After I didn't get any response from him I raised my head only to realise that he was now standing next to me. Then he turned the chair around and knelt down next to me so that our eyes were level.

He focused his hazel gaze with purple glints in my eyes and I had to focus my gaze elsewhere if I didn't want to be bewitched by my husband's captivating gaze.

"It wasn't good," he said with his eyes full of sincerity. " I thought you were ignoring my calls on purpose, so after I saw that you didn't come back home, I was worried" He took my hand as he wanted to reassure himself that I was here with him. "I'm sorry about that. You know these days are a bit hectic at work... also... I thought you'd be busy with the research, so I didn't think you'd contact me this early."

"My little fool, how I couldn't call you after this morning's discussion? I could not leave you mad at me all this time" he replied while gently patted my head. "About that..." I murmured, trying to find the right words to apologise but then Lucien lifted me out of the chair in his arms and started to walk towards the sofa.

"Lucien! What are you doing?" I exclaimed, only to make him laugh. This sly fox... He sat in the sofa and put me right next to him, keeping his left arm around my waist. "Don't blame me, it's just you looked cute trying to find the way to apologise", he said, approaching his face to me. "You're the only one who could see that as cute" I muttered a bit flustered "Hmm... don't you want to open the box?" He asked, looking at the rectangular box he brought with him. I tried to reach it, but he tightened the arm around me so I could not move. "You changed your attention to the box so quickly that I felt a little jealous," He said after I gave him my cold gaze. "Come on, stop teasing me. You can't be jealous from a box." I answered him. "What will you do if I'm telling the truth?" "Hmm..." I was trying to find something logical to say in this kind of situation, but the whole thing made me laugh. This morning I was so mad with this man and, look now, talking about how he could be jealous of a box.

Looking happy with my reaction, he reached the box with his free arm and only when he put it in my lap I could read that it was my favourite chocolates brand. I've been so trapped with everything these days that it's been a while since I could go and buy something sweet. I hugged Lucien in what was supposed a bear hug, hiding my face on his chest when the tears started to form in my eyes. He patted my head. "I'm really sorry. I knew you were in a difficult spot right now and I pushed things more than I should have done" he let out a sigh "It's just... seeing you falling into bad habits like not sleeping, eating and resting properly... I don't want to see you overdoing yourself" I felt how his words covered my heart and protected it from all the bad things from the outside. "You know, if every time we argue you are going to bring me chocolates, I think we should do it more often," I said, raising my head so he could see me smile. "And I think these chocolates will taste better if we eat them out" his eyes shone with a small glimmer of happiness and relief. "Then, would you like to accompany me to dinner in our favourite restaurant, Miss?" "My pleasure". I answered taking his hand

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libertyxm · 11 months

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[Harry x MC] Rain of stars. Part 1

Hello guys! I'm back again after a looong hiatus. This is the first part of my new fanfic about Harry.I've already told you that it's about the cold and rude Harry from the planet Cloudi, but it will get better and better as the story progresses. I'm also going to publish this same story on planet Sensitive (you can find me there with the same username libertyxm), in case you want to follow it from there. Anyway, I'll stop talking so much and let you enjoy the story. See you soon!

Liberty

"And this is all for today's class" that's the only sentence I paid attention to since the lesson started. I let out a sigh. I was tired after yesterday work shift and the last thing I wanted to do is have to assist a class at 8:00 a.m.

"I need coffee, like right now. A big cup with extra sugar, coffee, and caramel" I smiled at my best friend sitting next to me. "Okey but today's coffee is on you" I replied to her as we started our way to the cafeteria. " I know, I know... by the way, did you hear about that super famous film director visiting our faculty?" "Not really, and since when do you care about these things? " I asked my friend. " Because rumors said he is really handsome but sadly, he almost always covers his face with a horse mask" I laughed " A horse mask? come on, stop kidding me, who would go out with that" She rolled her eyes " I don't know, maybe he's afraid to blind us with his pretty face" We both laughed as the cashier was taking our order " Why is he coming?" I asked, suddenly curious. " It looks like he wants to take some scenes for a university students documentary... oh, our order is here"

After we took separate paths after we had been talking for a while since both of us had different subjects. As I headed to class, I opened my cell phone to check the status of my bank account. Seeing as how the situation was, I would probably have to work more hours or find something that paid me better. As I keep wondering about these thoughts I felt the impact of something (or rather someone) against me and I was near to taste the floor, but thanks to God, I could maintain my balance. The culprit? was a tall guy with short grey hair and deep blue eyes. Wow... so... handsome but guess what, he was looking at me with a frown on his face as if I had been the one who had attacked him.

I pulled myself together and stood in front of him waiting for my apology, but all I got was a snap and him dodging me to keep walking. "Excuse me, sir, have you not been taught manners?" I told him a little bit angry. "Why should I do it?" is all he said.

"Sir, you almost knocked me down" I pointed out the obvious "It was you who bumped into me" and he just walked away. I took a deep breath and tried to count to ten as I imagined what would happen if I threw my bag at him.

After a long day of classes and assignments, I went to the coffee shop I work in. In general, my coworkers are nice but there was this guy called David who always piss me off. For him, I make everything wrong. Somedays I just take it and shut up, but others… well it's better not to talk about it right now.

Today, although I had to work alone for a few hours, it was not crowded and I could relax a little.

"I would like to take an americano and black tea, please" I took the order before I look at the two men in front of me but when I looked up, I was stunned to recognise the same blue-eyed boy from this morning.

We both gave each other withering glances before I start to work on their order. If it wasn't for the workers' code and my contract… I let out a sigh, trying to get out of my state of frustration but, exactly two minutes later, the boy was standing in front of me with that "I hate you" expression of his.

"What's wrong?" I asked and I wish I hadn't. "The tea, it doesn't taste good." "Okay, what have I got to do with it?" "You're the one who made it, so I demand good tea."

I gave her a withering look before taking a deep breath for the fifth time this day.

"Sir, either be more specific with what you want or I won't be able to help you."

"Throw it away, it's useless to come here for a drink" Maybe the best solution would have been to shut up, smile and offer him another one that suits his taste, but by the time I realised, I had already thrown the tea (which was already cold) on top of his shoes. Well... at least I did the shut up part, right?...

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