Luke Brooks Imagine for janoskiandancer95
You and Luke have spent most of the morning shopping, and now you both decide to get some lemonade before you head back home. You are now at the lemonade shop, lined up and waiting to place your order. Your hand is in Luke’s and he’s scrolling through his phone with his free hand. You look around at the people around you and you notice this guy sitting alone at one of the tables, sipping on a lemonade and staring at you. He looks about your age, maybe a little older. He’s looking at you in such a lustful but perverted way. You feel so disturbed, you tighten your grip on Luke’s hand.
You and Luke finally get your drinks. Luke pays and you both head towards the exit. On your way out, you look back over at the guy who was watching you and he winks at you. You quickly look away. Good thing Luke was paying no attention because he’s counting his change in his hand. “Shit, babe.” Luke says when you get outside.
"What?" you ask.
"The cashier lady gave me the wrong amount of change. I’m 5 bucks short." he says. "I’ll be back in a sec. Wait here?" You nod your head and Luke disappears back into the shop. You sip on your lemonade as you wait for him to come back. About half a minute later, the door opens and you expect your boyfriend to walk out, but it isn’t him. It’s the guy that was checking you out earlier. Shit, you think. He sees you alone and walks over to you.
"You waiting for someone?" he asks smoothly.
"Yeah. I’m waiting for my boyfriend." you reply firmly.
"He must not be a very good boyfriend then, making his girlfriend wait out here all alone."
"He’ll be back really soon."
"You sure about that?"
"Yes." you say.
The stranger moves closer to you, blocking your view of the shop’s door. “How ‘bout you let me take you home instead?”
"How ‘bout you leave me the fuck alone?" you say, trying to sound as calm as possible.
"I don’t think I want to." he says slyly. He grabs your waist and pulls you toward him, but before you can do anything to defend yourself, someone grabs this guy from behind and throws him onto the ground.
"Oy! What the fuck are you doing? That’s my girl!" Luke yells and begins throwing punches. His cup of lemonade goes flying and the liquid splashes all over the floor.
You watch as the fight progresses and the creep is able to throw a few swings at Luke’s face. “Luke!” you scream. Luke is on the floor and the creep is about to hit him again but you get in between them. “Fuck off! Or I’ll call the cops, dick head!” you scream and he walks away. You run over to Luke and drop down by his side. “Oh my gosh! Babe, are you okay?”
Luke’s got a cut on his face which is bleeding. “I think so.” he replies, looking and sounding a bit dazed.
You look around at some bystanders, who have gathered around. “Come on, baby. Let’s get you out of here.” You drive Luke home and you rush to grab the first aid kit. Luke takes a seat on the kitchen counter. He rubs his face and winces at the pain. “Don’t touch it, dummy!” you say. You stand directly in front of him in between his legs as you clean up his cut.
Luke watches you. “Are you okay?” he asks.
"I’m fine." you reply. "You’re the one who’s not okay right now."
"There was no fucking way I was gonna let him do anything to you. Nobody hurts my princess."
You gently place the bandaid on his cut. “Thanks for getting your ass beat for me out there.” you say softly.
"I didn’t get my ass beat. I’d say it was a pretty fair fight." Luke defends himself.
"Sure it was." you say teasingly.
"As long as I’m with you, I will never let anyone or anything hurt you. Ever. I will always protect you." Luke says. "Do you believe me?"
"I believe you." you say.
"Now can your knight in shining armour have a kiss?" Luke asks, making a kissy face. You give him what he wants, planting a sweet kiss on his lips.
"I love you." you say, looking up into his beautiful brown eyes.
"I love you more. And this proves it." he says, pointing to the bandaged cut on his face.
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